Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Remix

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

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

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

[Verse 2: J]
If money talk then your ain't saying shit
I'm in the bathroom getting head from your
And I paying her shit
You want beef? You know who you playing with
I tell my pilot to the jet
I'm off, get 'em, we popping off
Give a and you niggas dead where you standing at
I'm just a nigga smoking on cabbage
Your money funny Jim Carrey
I got bitches super bad like Halle
And we still keeping that like Barry
I'm a rich nigga, keep a pistol with me
Nigga you ain't fuckin' 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, what is for
Where the car you were whippin in the
Where is the ice at, where is them hoes
You are far from a nigga, you already know
Broke ass niggas I can't them
I hit 'em with the
I buying out the mall at
J that nigga is fresh to death
Smoke there is nothing left
Bail off and then I'm in my Phantom