Luyện nghe bài hát Jit/Juke

Ho, I got my cell phone ringin', it's hard to get me
Nine times out of ten, if you then you busy
Sippin' Henney, Rémy like it's Chrissy
And I pop that champagne like my birthday, really it's a Wednesday
All the benjis, I've been gone all year
Came back, I swear you niggas ain't done moved an inch or
Mind like a semi, pop pop pop, the truth is
I feel like when I back off in this bitch, I feel the tension
Ho, you've got your hand out, what that mean, like
you need your ass, a penny? Better off askin' for kidneys
I know thug ass that'll run in your house
You lock the door, you lock the window, they gon' down the chimney
Skinny nigga but I walk inside this bitch Dikimbe
I'm the Laurent St., I a angel face with me
You got your out, ho, again, what that mean, like gimme?
What you need you, a penny? Better off for kidneys
If a bitch don't my dick, I swear that shit just offend me
Ho, I'm really from Detroit, I went to Cass and not
Actin' like you can't die tonight, what, you gon' come like Kenny?
I roll up like Timmy, hand is attached to the benjis

Atta-tached to the benjis, not attached to these
I don't love hoes, I'd rather fuck me a million, I mean it
If I it, I mean it

Atta-tached to the benjis, not attached to feelings
I don't love these hoes, I'd rather me a million, I mean it
If I said it, I it

If I said it, I it
If I it, I mean it

Nigga, I be the imitated, my crib renovated
My old bitch assessin', my new is waitin'
Just a doctor with my operation
I got me my check-up but got no patience
All of these texts and I'm not takin'
My phone overflowin', that can get drainin'
I signed up with Ye, and he explained it
How we gotta get it like and Damon
Did back in the year they came in
Stuck between a ROC and the G.O.O.D. place is where I'm
Bitch, it's famous
you doing today I could do before breakfast
Young nigga
My old bitch that she would've got pregnant
Tryna be the first lady my wrist won a presidential election
Bitch, and I hope you
I it, I meant it, I hope that recorded
I just broke a
I flew in from Italy through the
Shout out to Kourtney, Kim, Khloe and Scott
When you see my pretty face, shut the fuck up and it
And know that my hands

Atta-tached to the benjis, not to these feelings
I don't love hoes, I'd rather fuck me a million, I mean it

Atta-tached to the benjis, not attached to these
I don't love hoes, I'd rather fuck me a million, I mean it

If I said it, I it
If I said it, I it

It's goin' down, in the earliest round
And baby, be goin' down swingin'
I'll be your number one with a
I've got a loaded God complex, cock it and it
It's goin' down, down in the round
And baby, we'll be down swingin'
be your number one with a bullet
I've got the off, cocked back, ready to pull it