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 like Chrissy
And I pop that champagne like my birthday, really it's a Wednesday
All about the benjis, I've been all year
Came back, I swear you niggas ain't done 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, got your hand out, what that mean, like gimmie?
What you need your ass, a penny? 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 nigga but I walk inside this like Dikimbe
I'm the Laurent St., I keep a angel with me
You got your hand out, ho, again, what that mean, like
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 from Detroit, I went to Cass and not Renni
Actin' like you can't die tonight, what, you gon' come like Kenny?
I roll up spazzin' like Timmy, hand is to the benjis

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

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

Nigga, I be the most imitated, my crib
My old bitch assessin', my new is waitin'
Just like a doctor with my
I got me my check-up but got no patience
All of these texts and I'm not takin'
My phone overflowin', that can get drainin'
I up with Ye, and he just explained it
How we gotta get it like Jay-Z and
Did back in the year that came in
Stuck a ROC and the G.O.O.D. place is where I'm remainin'
Bitch, it's famous
What you doing I could do before breakfast
Young nigga
My old bitch 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 hope that
I just broke a
I flew in from through the Pacific
out to Kourtney, Kim, Khloe and Scott Disick
When you see my pretty face, shut the fuck up and it
And know that my hands

Atta-tached to the benjis, not 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 fuck me a million, I it

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