Luyện nghe bài hát Get the Fuck Off My Dick

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

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

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

I'm Ramona, no school diploma
We caught him slippin', he in a
You got two choices, lose life or your persona
I still hear voices them nights I hit them corners
Walked through the MoMA, did the feature, hit the scene
And blew the quota, I do Toshiyuki Kita for the sofa
save my Nike check and spend my Coca-Cola
Don't count my packets, pocket rocket you tore up
Time to glow up, the floor up how I came
You don't my pain, bitch, don't act like you don't know my name
record me man, bitch, you see me tryna board this plane
Don't you touch my frame, the one who bust you in your brain
I don't fuck with fame, you don't see me in no chains
Ain't no fuckin' slave, Def Jam gon' put me on no pay
This the sound I made, won't knock me off my wave
I'm the god in this, up off my dick

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