Luyện nghe bài hát Jit/Juke

Ho, I got my phone ringin', nowadays it's hard to get me
times out of ten, if you ballin' then you busy
Sippin' Henney, sippin' Rémy like it's
And I pop that champagne like it's my birthday, really it's a
All about the benjis, I've been all year
Came back, I swear you niggas done moved an inch or centi
Mind movin' a semi, pop pop pop, the truth is
I feel like masseuses when I back off in this bitch, I feel the
Ho, you've got your out, what that mean, like gimmie?
What you need your ass, a penny? Better off askin' for
I thug ass niggas that'll run in your 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 keep a angel with me
You got your hand out, ho, again, what that mean, gimme?
What you need you, a penny? Better off askin' for
If a bitch don't my dick, I swear that shit just offend me
Ho, I'm really from Detroit, I to Cass and not Renni
Actin' like you can't die tonight, what, you gon' come back like
I roll up like Timmy, hand is attached to the benjis

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

Atta-tached to the benjis, not 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 imitated, my crib renovated
My old bitch assessin', my new bitch is
like a doctor with my operation
I got me my check-up but still got no
All of these texts and calls I'm not
My overflowin', that shit can get drainin'
I signed up with Ye, and he just it
How we gotta get it like Jay-Z and
Did back in the year that they in
Stuck between a ROC and the G.O.O.D. place is I'm remainin'
Bitch, it's finally
you doing today I could do before breakfast
Young nigga
My old wish that she would've got pregnant
Tryna be the first lady because my won a presidential election
Bitch, and I hope you
I said it, I meant it, I that recorded
I broke a Guinness
I flew in from Italy the Pacific
out to Kourtney, Kim, Khloe and Scott Disick
When you see my face, shut the fuck up and kiss it
And just know that my

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

Atta-tached to the benjis, not attached to feelings
I don't love these hoes, I'd rather 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 earliest
And baby, we'll be goin' down
I'll be your one with a bullet
I've got a God complex, cock it and pull it
It's goin' down, down in the earliest
And baby, we'll be goin' down
I'll be your number one with a
I've got the off, cocked back, ready to pull it