Luyện nghe bài hát Get Off Me

I'm tryna try
haters do what they do and steady hidin' the lie
Laughing while we, and high
we know that they ladies will let us slide in their pie
Yeah, they call us nook crooks
'Cause all they hear the room is babadook-dook-dook
Yeah, you think I make book?
Well my singin' 'bout to murder before he do the hook, look

Starting nothing, I did it
Y'all mad 'cause you
Y'all mad 'cause ain't in it
Y'all mad 'cause I got the plan, cash got no limit
I might ride to your block and let this drop I finish
Uh, yeah, put on your head
thought we was recording 'cause the dot shot red
I just do this for my homies 'till the get fed
I rap slow so you what the fuck I said
But
Ok I'm still on my grind, minds down with it
I'm my side
Open ya eye
They you're blind
Strap to the back, with a in a backpack
Homies' strapped, and to ride
Feeling like Biggie, I'm To Die

So get off me
get off me
I just don't got no for all these bitches and your soft way
So get off me
get off me
I just got no time for all you bitches and your soft way

Whoever Tech Nina ain't the shizzy is a busta deluxe with cheese
My foot is to touch ya and scuff the 3's
You couldn't 'em with a Mustard beat plus with Yeez
'Cause you's a sorry mother-sucker, I'll buck ya then the trees
I'm for
Do I her, certainly so
Your lady say she don't 'member ever before
Till she had this player in the middle of the west, a flirtin'
I'll her way down the coach from her burkin' ego
Ya heard it?! (I it!)
Let's give it up for the KC
But I never wanna get up in the race, we
When I get up on a beat, I'ma these schemes
at the Nina
I'm comin' at you with a of cleaners
Rippin' and the reamers
Thinkin' he then he be the dreamer

So get off me
get off me
I just got no time for all these bitches and your soft way
So get off me
get off me
I just don't got no time for all you bitches and your way

Bitches ain't shit and ain't never gon' be
Talk like a asshole, baby eat shit
Chach on this thief
Dog off the leash
Get yo BMF
Yeah I'm on leach shit (what)
Money everywhere, disrespect mine and we gunnin' everywhere
Pussy's gettin' no motherfuck a (February)
Cracked my enemy's girl then I fucked her
Yeah I'm all up in these streets and you never there
80's and I grew up wish cluckas everywhere
Fuck mad doggin' got a shot for every stare
If you wanna see fake take a up in the mirror

So get off me
get off me
I just don't got no time for all these bitches and soft way
So get off me
get off me
I just don't got no time for all you bitches and your way

Town!
Town!