Luyện nghe bài hát Get Your Handz Off

The rest is
Neo keep 'em rockin'
R what
I got part right here

From the start to the finish, I'mma on contenders
Wanna tarnish my image, I can't forgiveness
See I was never like this, my moms would never this
And was never like us, that's why yall never liked us

See I might ya style, flip it back make it crack
Sell a couple mil get some stacks, here you go now it back
I'm spittin' of fire, I'm in the line of fire
Designer makin' me a sign of desire

I just rhyme to inspire, ya favorite line
I run thru fan and land mines the size of tires
How many minds inquire, I got mines and
Enough props to yall resign and retire

Now on and just stomp, stomp
Get ya off me
Now on and just stomp, stomp
Get ya off me

is hot as it gets, ya shits not as intense
My flow got 'em convinced, ain't got at him since
My backs against the wall, so if I and flee
And run from in front of me, that wont make no sense at all

This for my dons and divas, and non believers
They just tryna deceive us like Judas Jesus
Why you tryin' to critique this, don't take kindness for
you behind the speakers, body minus some pieces

You got records to sell, I got records to
You will never excel against me, the rate
I got too much at stake, I just my fate
Annihilate and and I ain't even tryna wait

Now on and just stomp, stomp
Get ya off me
Now hold on and stomp, stomp
Get ya off me

you hang out I bang out, make moves like shots rang out
Wanna know what my slang 'bout? They be like yo damn mouth'
Ya chances are slim, advances on Jin
While you shootin' the breeze, I'm dancin' the wind

is not ya ordinary, my style sorta varies
Slaughter you, than ya crew 'cause you know the more the
You already know the outcome, so how you doubt son
I'm out by any means necessary malcolm

Hip hop without Jin is like without guns
Churches without nuns, bankers without
Smokin' without lungs, without slums
If my fans force me, get ya hands off me

Now hold on and just stomp,
Get ya off me
Now hold on and stomp, stomp
Get ya off me