Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Remix

[Hook:
Talking 'bout you tags, nigga you ain't bought shit
Talking bout a hunned bottles, nigga you popped shit
All you talk clips, nigga you ain't shot shit
Spending 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 brought my to your city, you my son there nigga
But I had to through for the remix
On my done a verse in 8 weeks shit
And if a say my name, he the hot shit
But if I say the name, he still the hot shit
Fucked up, lucky I don't feed the gossip
act like they don't know, but they should know
Yeah, I just think it's funny how dangling the bait
But I'm the one killing niggas on the hooks though
And ain't 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 call Michael Jordan up and Mike make it
I'm the young rap nigga with the deal
You need to to OVO for a better deal
Just know a million ain't shit you get a mill
And niggas say it's all good, that's how you feel
Nigga nah, fuck that, year I'm talking big stuff
Rolling through the like a young nigga bricked up
Fuck niggas gon' be fuck
That's why we never a fuck when a fuck nigga switched up

Future]
Talking 'bout you popping tags, you ain't bought shit
bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit
All you nana clips, nigga you ain't shot shit
Spending 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 head from your bitch
And I paying her shit
You want beef? You don't know who you 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 trippy nigga smoking on
Your funny like Jim Carrey
I got bitches that's super bad like
And we still keeping that like Barry
I'm a nigga, still keep a pistol with me
Nigga you ain't fuckin' with a 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 pretty
You are far from a real nigga, you already
Broke ass I can't stand them
I hit 'em the cannon
I buying out the at random
Juicy J that nigga is fresh to
Smoke till there is left
Bail off and then I'm ghost in my