Luyện nghe bài hát We Still In This Bitch (remix)

[Verse 1: J
In case you haven't heard, I am a martian
And you pussy ass still be the target
Yes, I'm in my zone and I'm coming for the
And I got yo' bitch all over my yes
I'm in my zone, I'm it
Any track I on, ya know I'm straight killin' it
Bitch don't my high, just come and blow my dick
I just like a bomb because she know how to make me tick
I'm on that Purp, I'm on that Widow, stuff them inside a blunt
Get money, fire bitches just like I am Trump
It's Jay F. Tae, and the F would be for up
I got this game on lock, yet I got it chained up
I am the Human Torch, so you I bring that fire
Bad bitches, money, is all a real nigga desire, hoe
I mix lean, then take a sip
She me brain, scholarship
I fuck beat, no censorship
You fake and counterfeit
I kill beat then get acquit
Okay, yes, I will
I be faded all the time, and right now I am blowed as
I'm high as hell, I'm drunk as
I make it rain, thunderstruck
I run amuck and niggas, yes I got that semi tucked
Heed my words, fuck with me
I'm the King and I
We will ball forever and fuck you if you

B.o.B]
I'm in my I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my quit killing it
So buy round
They tried to us down
an hour ago
But we still in this
Turn this up loud
And buy round
They to shut us down
an hour ago
But we still in this

1: B.o.B]
I pull up, up, pull up in that automatic cookup
B Rich pull up in rooster 'til we wake the fucking hood up
Got all pounds of ganja, I work out, I'm doing kushups
Bobby Bands is in the building, pop that throw a foot up
In the air, one time for a nigga like me a squad like this
With a team so strong with a flow so cold, ain't nothing but some bad in my clique
up Eastside
We in bitch
think they seeing me
But they ain't shit
on the pole yeah they make me rich
Girls at my shows take my pic
Yeah we can do here all night, can't tell me nothing, can't tell me shit
All in my zone, all on my own
that pack, rollin' that strong
And we still up in this bitch, turn down, won't go home

B.o.B]

2: T.I.]
I got big wheels on my ride, spent six mills on my ride
You catch me swervin' all on your side of town but don't kill my vibe
blow my high, just blow my jock, I'm so paid, I'm so fly
Your baby daddy didn't respect me, black his eye, no lie
I'm on my square, blowing circles in the air, of that
I'm a boss and you a worker, here boy don't make me hurt you
You want trouble I got plenty, how you want it or semi
I'm so rich so all that fuckboy you kickin' don't offend me
Don't get killed of in this bitch, I mills all on this shit
Boy it's been eleven years of this shit, at me now still in this bitch
I stand no can fall, you pussy ass niggas can't touch a key
See me don't ain't' nothing G, I'm in my zone nigga don't fuck with me

B.o.B]

[Verse 3: J]
Juicy J in the club, me and all my niggas
All these bad bitches, all this free
Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be wife
She lookin' for a nigga that's so tonight might be her night
You know me I stuntin', lowkey I threw tuition at Onyx
Flip money fast like Sonic, nigga I speak Ebonics
Got a new car I paid cash, got a new crib a weed lab
Crisp bills I need that, fuck your team the freaks at
Hundred deep in V.I.P., niggas always
I came in with a bunch of goons and I'm leavin' with out with his
I got your boo in my Bugatti, she bout to my babies
My system my weed loud, no hair clippers I'm faded

B.o.B]