Luyện nghe bài hát Jit/Juke

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

Atta-tached to the benjis, not attached to these
I don't these 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 it, I mean it
If I it, I mean it

Nigga, I be the most imitated, my crib
My old assessin', my new bitch is waitin'
like a doctor with my operation
I got me my but still got no patience
All of these texts and I'm not takin'
My phone overflowin', shit can get drainin'
I signed up with Ye, and he explained it
How we gotta get it like and Damon
Did back in the year that they in
Stuck between a ROC and the G.O.O.D. place is I'm remainin'
Bitch, finally famous
you doing today I could do before breakfast
Young nigga
My old bitch wish that she got pregnant
Tryna be the first lady because my won a presidential election
Bitch, and I you offended
I said it, I meant it, I that recorded
I just a Guinness
I flew in from through the Pacific
Shout out to Kourtney, Kim, Khloe and Scott
you see my pretty face, shut the fuck up and kiss it
And just that my hands

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

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

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

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