Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Remix

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

1: Drake]
Took niggas out the hood I'm from there
So you know it's all good when I there
I hear you talk about your city like you run
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 weeks
And if a say my name, he the hot shit
But if I say the nigga name, he the hot shit
Fucked up, lucky I don't 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 killing niggas on the though
And ain't got a grill, still ice grill hating
I know y'all know Mike Will Made It
Just looking at the numbers, nigga, I amazing
I call Michael Jordan up and Mike will it
I'm the young rap with the 'Melo deal
You need to to OVO for a better deal
know a million ain't shit once you get a mill
And niggas say it's all good, that's how you better
Nigga nah, that, this year I'm talking big stuff
through the city like a young nigga bricked up
Fuck niggas be fuck niggas
That's why we never a fuck when a fuck nigga switched up

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

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