Luyện nghe bài hát Get the Fuck Off My Dick

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

Yeah, I ain't takin' no more calls, might think 'bout it quits
Press is to block my blessings, no more talking to Vince
NPR and XXL, man, I tell which is which
Missed the mark, I think my label need a switch
Hold up, switch the flow up, I roll for nothing
Rappers ho up, 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, a dummy yeah
Have somebody find body 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 shit, get your jaws off my dick
Get the fuck off now, get the fuck off my
Hard to 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 this shit, get 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 voices from them nights I hit them corners
Walked through the MoMA, just did the feature, hit the
And the quota, I might do Toshiyuki Kita for the sofa
Might my Nike check and spend my Coca-Cola
count my packets, pocket rocket leave you tore up
Time to glow up, the floor up how I came
You don't know my pain, bitch, act like you don't know my name
Don't record me man, bitch, you see me tryna this plane
Don't you touch my frame, still the one who bust you in brain
I don't fuck with fame, you don't see me in no fuckin'
Ain't no fuckin' slave, Def Jam gon' put me on no pay
This the sound I made, won't nobody knock me off my
I'm the god in this, fuck up off my

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