Luyện nghe bài hát Get the Fuck Off My Dick

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Hard to tell which one more perfect, man, my art or my
Hard to tell one more perfect, man, my car or my crib
with this shit, get your jaws off my dick
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Yeah, I ain't takin' no more calls, might think callin' it quits
Press is tryin' to my blessings, no more talking to Vince
NPR and XXL, man, I can't tell which is
Missed the mark, I think my need a marketin' switch
up, switch the flow up, I won't 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 your money, it don't do nothing for me
Heard lookin' for me yeah, you're a dummy yeah
Have somebody find your body parts, run and run it,
Ay bay-bay, ain't for play, sear the steaks, the Wraith
(And them is ugly, by the way
We see you got to spend, but, nonetheless)

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Hard to which one more perfect, man, my car or my crib
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Hard to which one more perfect, man, my car or my crib
Hard to tell which one perfect, man, my art or my bitch
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I'm from Ramona, no school
We him slippin', he in a coma
You got two choices, lose your life or persona
I still hear from them nights I hit them corners
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 and spend my Coca-Cola
Don't count my packets, pocket rocket leave you up
Time to glow up, the floor up how I came
You don't know my pain, bitch, don't act like you 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 you in your brain
I don't fuck with fame, you see me in no fuckin' chains
Ain't no slave, Def Jam ain't gon' put me on no pay
This the sound I made, nobody knock me off my wave
I'm the god in this, fuck up off my

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