Luyện nghe bài hát Jit/Juke

Ho, I got my cell phone ringin', nowadays hard to get me
Nine out of ten, if you ballin' then you busy
Sippin' Henney, sippin' Rémy it's Chrissy
And I pop that champagne like it's my birthday, really a Wednesday
All about the benjis, I've gone all year
Came back, I you niggas ain't done moved an inch or centi
Mind movin' like a semi, pop pop pop, the is
I feel like masseuses I back off in this bitch, I feel the tension
Ho, got your hand out, what that mean, like gimmie?
What you need your ass, a Better off askin' for kidneys
I know thug ass niggas that'll run in house
You lock the door, you lock the window, gon' come down the chimney
Skinny nigga but I walk inside this bitch like
I'm the Laurent St., I a angel face with me
You got your hand out, ho, again, what that mean, like
What you need you, a Better off askin' for kidneys
If a bitch don't suck my dick, I swear shit just offend me
Ho, I'm really from Detroit, I went to Cass and not
Actin' like you die tonight, what, you gon' come back like Kenny?
I roll up spazzin' like Timmy, is attached to the benjis

to the benjis, not attached to these feelings
I don't love these hoes, I'd rather me a million, I mean it
If I it, I mean it

to the benjis, not attached to these feelings
I don't love these hoes, I'd fuck me a million, I mean it
If I said it, I it

If I said it, I it
If I said it, I it

Nigga, I be the most imitated, my crib
My old assessin', my new bitch is waitin'
Just like a doctor with my
I got me my check-up but got no patience
All of these texts and calls I'm not
My phone overflowin', that shit can get
I signed up Ye, and he just explained it
How we gotta get it like and Damon
Did in the year that they came in
Stuck between a ROC and the G.O.O.D. is where I'm remainin'
Bitch, finally famous
you doing today I could do before breakfast
Young T-rexing
My old bitch that she would've got pregnant
Tryna be the first lady because my wrist won a election
Bitch, and I hope you
I said it, I meant it, I hope recorded
I just a Guinness
I in from Italy through the Pacific
Shout out to Kourtney, Kim, and Scott Disick
When you see my pretty face, shut the up and kiss it
And just know that my

to the benjis, not attached to these feelings
I love these hoes, I'd rather fuck me a million, I mean it

Atta-tached to the benjis, not to these feelings
I don't love hoes, I'd rather fuck me a million, I mean it

If I said it, I it
If I it, I mean it

It's goin' down, down in the round
And baby, we'll be goin' swingin'
I'll be number one with a bullet
I've got a loaded God complex, cock it and it
goin' down, down in the earliest round
And baby, we'll be goin' swingin'
I'll be your number one with a
I've got the safety off, back, ready to pull it