Luyện nghe bài hát Get the Fuck Off My Dick

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Hard to which one more perfect, man, my car or my crib
Avant-garde with shit, get your jaws off my dick
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Hard to tell one more perfect, man, my art or my bitch
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Yeah, I ain't takin' no more calls, might think callin' it quits
Press is tryin' to block my blessings, no more to Vince
NPR and XXL, man, I can't which is which
Missed the mark, I think my label a marketin' switch
Hold up, switch the flow up, I roll for nothing
Rappers ho up, then they blow up, guess who do the
VMA and Grammy snubbin', not walkin' no clubs
Homie you can keep money, it don't do nothing for me
Heard lookin' for me yeah, you're a dummy yeah
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)

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Hard to tell which one perfect, man, my car or my crib
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to tell which one more perfect, man, my car or my crib
Hard to tell one more perfect, man, my art or my bitch
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I'm Ramona, no school diploma
We caught him slippin', he in a
You got two choices, lose your life or persona
I still hear voices from them nights I hit them
Walked through the MoMA, did the feature, hit the scene
And blew the quota, I might do Toshiyuki Kita for the
Might save my Nike check and my Coca-Cola
Don't count my packets, pocket rocket leave you up
Time to glow up, from the up how I came
You don't know my pain, bitch, don't act like you don't my name
Don't record me man, bitch, you see me tryna board this
Don't you my frame, still the one who bust you in your brain
I don't fuck with fame, you don't see me in no fuckin'
Ain't no fuckin' slave, Def Jam ain't 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

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