Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Remix

[Hook:
Talking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you bought shit
bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit
All you talk nana clips, nigga you shot shit
Spending money on these hoes, nigga you fuck shit

[Verse 1:
Took niggas out the hood I'm from there
So you know it's all good when I come
I you talk about your city like you run that
And I brought my tour to your city, you my son there
But I had to come for the remix
On my haven't done a verse in 8 shit
And if a nigga say my name, he the hot
But if I say the nigga name, he the hot shit
Fucked up, I don't feed into the gossip
Niggas act like they know, but they should know
Yeah, I just think funny how they dangling the bait
But I'm the one that's niggas on the hooks though
And niggas got a grill, still ice grill hating
I know y'all already know Mike Made It
Just looking at the numbers, nigga, I amazing
I call Michael Jordan up and Mike will it
I'm the young rap nigga the 'Melo deal
You need to come to OVO for a deal
Just know a ain't shit once you get a mill
And say it's all good, that's how you better feel
Nigga nah, fuck that, this year I'm talking big
Rolling through the city a young nigga bricked up
Fuck niggas gon' be niggas
That's why we never give a fuck when a fuck switched up

[Hook:
Talking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't bought
bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit
All you talk nana clips, nigga you ain't shot
Spending money on these hoes, nigga you ain't fuck

[Verse 2: J]
If money talk then pockets ain't saying shit
I'm in the getting head from your bitch
And I ain't her shit
You want beef? You know who you playing with
I my pilot to land the jet
I'm off, get 'em, we popping off
Give a click and you dead where you standing at
I'm just a trippy nigga on cabbage
Your money funny like Jim
I got bitches super bad like Halle
And we still keeping that like Barry
I'm a rich nigga, still keep a with me
Nigga you fuckin' with a picture of me
I got all this cake and shooters me
Just in case you pussy try to get you a piece
What it is my nigga, is hidden for
Where the car you whippin in the video
Where is the ice at, where is pretty hoes
You are far a real nigga, you already know
ass niggas I can't stand them
I hit 'em the cannon
I buying out the mall at
Juicy J nigga is fresh to death
till there is nothing left
Bail off and I'm ghost in my Phantom