Luyện nghe bài hát Jockin My Fresh

Quit jockin' my

Easily I
The microphone I ain't no joke
Tell ya to get off of my nuts
She need to
"Jockin' my fresh" -
I could smoke
Your hypertone, you ain't no loc
your girlfriend to get off of my dick
And she need to
"Jockin' my fresh" -

1:]
I'm on survival, admire you liar
Who hire, new tires, by you
New buyer, Brunier, the new
line, I think it's lightening
What you think is
Is my ink
I stole that L
But I don't think it's
is hidin' on side of the stage
Speakin' of
I write like I my pen out the side of a grenade
Imperial, killers in front of a mural of Dilla, Proof, Blade
A burial
Venereal, flu, A.I.D.S.
I'm
I'm too
I'm
I flower a chicken like a bouchet
I'm
End up with your
cave
Bitch we Friends
I Phoebe Buffay
I'm a motherfuckin' +Superstar+ Lupe
Get a lot of
Stylin' I'm a designer
hotter than me
I find them inside of me
Connected, I probably them it's eeeeeasy

2:]
The product is like
A lotta shottas is
Until you tired of findin' time to ride a out of liars
Y'all your guns just cause you signed a deal
I'm the Youth Fountain on Truth on Honest Hill
Who's
I'm tryin' to build a mill
Don't call me nine's cause I'm tryin' to find a bill(ion)
True is, who is down to
Old school a Buick Bonneville
Suicide, do a lot of
You got to kill
is easy to me bitch
Guns, grams, get 'em, got 'em all, strict G
Honestly, 'em up, found 'em slumped
to buck, llama tuck
Grind you tired of us
I'm on your like a Yamaka

I'm gonna tell y'all niggas right now. one
Quit jockin' my motherfuckin' fresh. two
If you feelin' me...you a fuckin' corn dog