Luyện nghe bài hát Get the Fuck 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 which one more perfect, man, my car or my crib
Avant-garde with this shit, get your 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 tell one more perfect, man, my art or my bitch
with this shit, get your jaws off my dick

Yeah, I ain't no more calls, might think 'bout callin' it quits
Press is tryin' to block my blessings, no 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, switch the up, I won't roll for nothing
Rappers ho up, they blow up, guess who do the fuckin'?
VMA and Grammy snubbin', not walkin' through no
Homie you can keep money, it don't do nothing for me
they lookin' for me yeah, you're a dummy yeah
Have somebody find body parts, run and run it, yeah
Ay bay-bay, ain't for play, 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 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 your off my dick
Get the fuck off now, get the fuck off my
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

I'm Ramona, no school diploma
We him slippin', he in a coma
You got two choices, lose your or your persona
I still hear voices from them nights I hit corners
Walked the MoMA, just did the feature, hit the scene
And blew the quota, I might do Toshiyuki for the sofa
Might save my Nike check and my Coca-Cola
Don't count my packets, rocket 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 see me in no fuckin' chains
no fuckin' slave, Def Jam ain't 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 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
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 jaws off my dick