Luyện nghe bài hát Get the Fuck Off My Dick

Get the fuck off now, get the off my dick
to tell which one more perfect, man, my art or my bitch
Hard to tell one more perfect, man, my car or my crib
Avant-garde this shit, get your jaws off my dick
Get the fuck off now, get the off my dick
Hard to tell one more perfect, man, my car or my crib
to tell which one more perfect, man, my art or my bitch
Avant-garde with shit, get your jaws off my dick

Yeah, I ain't takin' no calls, might think 'bout callin' it quits
Press is tryin' to block my blessings, no talking to Vince
NPR and XXL, man, I can't tell which is
Missed the mark, I think my label need a marketin'
Hold up, switch the flow up, I roll for nothing
ho up, then they blow up, guess who do the fuckin'?
VMA and Grammy snubbin', not through no clubs
Homie you can keep your money, it do nothing for me
Heard they lookin' for me yeah, you're a yeah
somebody find your body parts, run and run it, yeah
Ay bay-bay, ain't for play, the steaks, steal the Wraith
(And them is ugly, by the way
We see you got to spend, but, nonetheless)

Get the off now, get the fuck off my dick
Hard to which one more perfect, man, my art or my bitch
Hard to which one more perfect, man, my car or my crib
Avant-garde with this shit, get jaws off my dick
Get the fuck off now, get the fuck off my
Hard to tell which one more perfect, man, my car or my
Hard to which one more perfect, man, my art or my bitch
Avant-garde with this shit, get your jaws off my

I'm Ramona, no school diploma
We caught him slippin', he in a
You got two choices, lose your life or persona
I still voices from them nights I hit them corners
Walked through the MoMA, did the feature, hit the scene
And blew the quota, I might do Toshiyuki for the sofa
save my Nike check and spend my Coca-Cola
Don't count my packets, pocket leave you tore up
Time to up, from the floor up how I came
You know my pain, bitch, don't act like you don't know my name
Don't record me man, bitch, you see me board this plane
you touch my frame, still the one who bust you in your brain
I don't with fame, you don't see me in no fuckin' chains
Ain't no fuckin' slave, Def Jam gon' put me on no pay
This the I made, won't nobody knock me off my wave
I'm the god in this, up off my dick

Get the fuck off now, get the fuck off my
Hard to which one more perfect, man, my art or my bitch
Hard to tell which one perfect, man, my car or my crib
Avant-garde with this shit, get your jaws off my
Get the off now, get the fuck off my dick
Hard to tell which one more perfect, man, my car or my
to tell which one more perfect, man, my art or my bitch
Avant-garde this shit, get your jaws off my dick