Luyện nghe bài hát Get Your Handz Off

The rest is
Neo keep 'em baby
Double R
I got this part here

From the to the finish, I'mma bark on contenders
Wanna tarnish my image, I promise forgiveness
See I was like this, my moms would never like this
And yall was like us, that's why yall never liked us

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

I just to inspire, ya favorite line supplier
I run thru fan signs and land mines the of tires
How many inquire, I got mines and acquired
Enough props to make yall and retire

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

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

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

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

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

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

This is not ya ordinary, my style varies
Slaughter you, than ya crew 'cause you know the the merry
You already know the outcome, so how come you son
I'm goin' out by any means malcolm

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

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