Luyện nghe bài hát Get the Fuck Off My Dick

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Hard to 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 jaws 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 tell which one more perfect, man, my art or my
Avant-garde this shit, get your jaws off my dick

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

I'm from Ramona, no school
We him slippin', he in a coma
You got two choices, lose life or your persona
I still hear voices from 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
Might save my Nike and spend my Coca-Cola
count my packets, pocket rocket leave you tore up
Time to glow up, from the floor up how I
You don't know my pain, bitch, 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 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 knock me off my
I'm the god in this, fuck up off my

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