Luyện nghe bài hát Jit/Juke

Ho, I got my phone ringin', nowadays it's hard to get me
Nine times out of ten, if you ballin' then you
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 been all year
Came back, I swear you niggas ain't moved an inch or centi
Mind movin' a semi, pop pop pop, the truth is
I feel like masseuses when I back off in bitch, I feel the tension
Ho, you've got your hand out, what mean, like gimmie?
What you need your ass, a penny? Better off askin' for
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 inside this bitch like Dikimbe
I'm the St., I keep a angel face with me
You got hand out, ho, again, what that mean, like gimme?
What you need you, a penny? Better off for kidneys
If a bitch don't my dick, I swear that shit just offend me
Ho, I'm really from Detroit, I went to Cass and not
like you can't die tonight, what, you gon' come back like Kenny?
I roll up spazzin' like Timmy, hand is attached to the

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

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

Nigga, I be the imitated, my crib renovated
My old bitch assessin', my new is waitin'
Just like a doctor my operation
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 up with Ye, and he just explained it
How we get it like Jay-Z and Damon
Did back in the that they came in
Stuck between a ROC and the G.O.O.D. place is I'm remainin'
Bitch, it's famous
What you today I could do before breakfast
Young T-rexing
My old wish that she would've got pregnant
Tryna be the first lady because my wrist won a presidential
Bitch, and I you offended
I said it, I meant it, I that recorded
I just a Guinness
I flew in from Italy the Pacific
Shout out to Kourtney, Kim, and Scott Disick
When you see my face, shut the fuck up and kiss it
And just know that my

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

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

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

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