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

Yeah, I ain't takin' no more calls, might think callin' it quits
Press is tryin' to block my blessings, no more talking to
NPR and XXL, man, I tell which is which
the mark, I think my label need a marketin' switch
Hold up, switch the flow up, I won't roll for
Rappers ho up, then they up, guess who do the fuckin'?
VMA and Grammy snubbin', not walkin' no clubs
Homie you can keep your money, it don't do for me
Heard they lookin' for me yeah, a dummy yeah
Have somebody find your parts, run and run it, yeah
Ay bay-bay, ain't for play, sear the steaks, 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 tell which one more perfect, man, my art or my
Hard to tell one more perfect, man, my car or my crib
Avant-garde with this shit, get jaws off my dick
Get the off now, get the fuck off my dick
Hard to tell one more perfect, man, my car or my crib
Hard to which one more perfect, man, my art or my bitch
Avant-garde with this shit, get jaws off my dick

I'm Ramona, no school diploma
We him slippin', he in a coma
You got two choices, lose your life or your
I still hear voices from nights I hit them corners
Walked the MoMA, just did the feature, hit the scene
And blew the quota, I might do Kita for the sofa
Might save my check and spend my Coca-Cola
Don't count my packets, pocket leave you tore up
Time to glow up, from the up how I came
You don't know my pain, bitch, don't act 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
no fuckin' slave, Def Jam ain't gon' put me on no pay
This the sound I made, won't nobody me off my wave
I'm the god in this, fuck up off my

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