Luyện nghe bài hát Stepped On My J's

Uh, ooh, uh
Yall what this is

We used to ditch school and head straight up to the
Just so we could be the first ones em on
Return to by lunch time, like nigga, "What now?"
But we in the club, like nigga, "What now?"

You better down cause I
I you see em, say what?
I you see em, say what? I know you see em
A for the jeans, two hundred for the shoes
And uh, fuck a Ima rock these tattoos

You see my fitted man, I represent the
Cause at the crib, I represent the crib
pop my grill in, might let my chain hang
Might wrap my
(Down dirty, do the thing)

I get em free, say what? But I
If I I rock a different year o Jz eery day
A different style, color is a must
But uh, its all good until I get my first
And Im

naw, aint no way!
(Whats wrong?!)
Man, he just on my Jz!
(What?!)
on my Jz! He done stepped on my Jz!
These came out! He done stepped on my Jz!

naw, aint no way!
(Whats wrong?!)
Man, he just on my Jz!
(What?!)
on my Jz! He done stepped on my Jz!
I cant believe this shit! He stepped on my Jz!

I-I-I got em on but they get no run
Like 13s, 7s, No. 4 and the 1s
I like how they look with Dickies, how the lay on em
If you got em when you see me you definitely gon wan em

I they new, I get em first, old, I just pop a box
em wit a shirt and the matchin' color socks
I think the coldest was the black on black, 11s with the red
Or the No. 9s, you seen me when I got em

I was in my house, in my house, dancin' in the
Straight thinkin bout gettin out and how Im to kill em
you know you got a pet that aint nobody got
You cant 'em back, homie youve gotta rock

My attic, a joy fanatic, Morris Blackman
I know when they come in number,
is happenin', you know?
A different style, a different is a must
But uh, its all good until I get my first scuff and Im

Hell naw, no way!
(Whats wrong?!)
Man, he stepped on my Jz!
(What?!)
Stepped on my Jz! He done on my Jz!
These just came out! He done on my Jz!

Hell naw, no way!
(Whats wrong?!)
Man, he stepped on my Jz!
(What?!)
Stepped on my Jz! He done on my Jz!
I cant believe this shit! He stepped on my Jz!

I-I-I-I see you little daddy, you look with them Jz on
I pull up in the drop, I step out them things on
I got me the black and tan, patent leather the gray
em with the skinny jeans, it's off with the shades

I know you see me, I you see me
My jeans be never slippin, never
Well paparazzi, I might stop and a picture in em
Yeah, we be every day
And if you for me little daddy
You can find me in the

I got the Retro 1s I bought the 2's, and the 3's and the 4's
I had to these you cant find em in the stores, nope
up my stylist like, Shawty, send more
And if you please send em to me out on tour

be here in a minute, man
See I got that connect where I can damn near get anything
First I on em then Ima stroll on em
I call my hookup at the store like, Put a on em

Them Carolina No. 9s matchin patent leather
Patent No. 11s, we call em Space Jams
You in my man, Ima make you jump man
I you jump the jump, the jump jump man

See on my weekends, Jz a part
I'm rockin these to the club and to the park
Im puttin these on nine, hit the mark
I square off in my guard in case I catch a scar

Hell naw, no way!
(Whats wrong?!)
Man, he stepped on my Jz!
(What?!)
Stepped on my Jz! He stepped on my Jz!
These just out! He done stepped on my Jz!

naw, aint no way!
(Whats wrong?!)
Man, he stepped on my Jz!
(What?!)
Stepped on my Jz! He done on my Jz!
I cant this shit! He done stepped on my Jz!

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