Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Remix

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

[Verse 1:
Took 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 come for the remix
On my haven't a verse in 8 weeks shit
And if a say my name, he the hot shit
But if I say the nigga name, he the hot shit
Fucked up, I don't feed into the gossip
Niggas act they don't know, but they should know
Yeah, I think it's 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 know already know Mike Will Made It
Just at the numbers, nigga, I feel amazing
I call Michael 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 know a million ain't shit you get a mill
And niggas say it's all good, how you better feel
nah, fuck that, this year I'm talking big stuff
Rolling through the city like a young bricked up
Fuck niggas gon' be niggas
why we never give a fuck when a fuck nigga switched up

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

[Verse 2: J]
If money then your pockets ain't saying shit
I'm in the bathroom getting head your bitch
And I ain't her shit
You beef? You don't 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 niggas where you standing at
I'm just a trippy nigga on cabbage
Your money funny like Jim
I got bitches that's super bad Halle
And we still keeping that white like
I'm a nigga, still keep a pistol with me
Nigga you ain't fuckin' a picture of me
I got all this cake and shooters me
in case you pussy niggas try to get you a piece
What it is my nigga, is hidden for
Where the car you were in the video
Where is the ice at, where is them pretty
You are far from a real nigga, you already
Broke ass niggas I stand them
I hit 'em with the
I buying out the at random
Juicy J that is fresh to death
Smoke till is nothing left
off and then I'm ghost in my Phantom