Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Remix

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

[Verse 1:
niggas out the hood like I'm from there
So you know all good when I come there
I hear you talk about your like you run that
And I brought my tour to your city, you my son nigga
But I had to through for the remix
On my haven't 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, I don't feed into the gossip
Niggas act like 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 niggas on the though
And niggas ain't got a grill, ice grill hating
I y'all already know Mike Will Made It
Just 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 better
Just a million ain't shit once you get a mill
And niggas say all good, that's how you better feel
Nigga nah, fuck that, this year I'm talking big
Rolling the city like a young nigga bricked up
Fuck gon' be fuck 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
Talking bout a bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit
All you talk nana clips, nigga you ain't shot
Spending money on hoes, nigga you ain't fuck shit

2: Juicy J]
If talk then your pockets ain't saying shit
I'm in the getting head from your bitch
And I ain't paying her
You want You don't know who you playing with
I tell my pilot to the jet
I'm hopping off, get 'em, we off
a click and you niggas dead where you standing at
I'm just a trippy nigga smoking on
Your funny like Jim Carrey
I got that's super bad like Halle
And we still that white like Barry
I'm a nigga, still keep a pistol with me
Nigga you fuckin' with a picture of me
I got all this cake and shooters me
Just in case you pussy niggas try to get you a
What it is my nigga, is hidden for
Where the car you were whippin in the
Where is the ice at, where is them pretty
You are far a real nigga, you already know
Broke ass niggas I stand them
I hit 'em the cannon
I buying out the at random
Juicy J that is fresh to death
Smoke till there is nothing
Bail off and then I'm ghost in my