Luyện nghe bài hát Jit/Juke

Ho, I got my phone ringin', nowadays it's hard to get me
Nine times out of ten, if you ballin' then you
Sippin' Henney, sippin' like it's Chrissy
And I pop that champagne it's my birthday, really it's a Wednesday
All about the benjis, I've been all year
back, I swear you niggas ain't done moved an inch or centi
Mind like a semi, pop pop pop, the truth is
I like masseuses when I back off in this bitch, I feel the tension
Ho, you've got your out, what that mean, like gimmie?
What you need your ass, a penny? Better off for kidneys
I know thug ass that'll run in your house
You lock the door, you the window, they gon' come down the chimney
Skinny nigga but I walk this bitch like Dikimbe
I'm the St., I keep a angel face with me
You got your hand out, ho, again, that mean, like gimme?
you need you, a penny? Better off askin' for kidneys
If a bitch suck 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' back like Kenny?
I roll up spazzin' Timmy, hand is attached to the benjis

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

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

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

Nigga, I be the most imitated, my renovated
My old bitch assessin', my new is waitin'
Just like a doctor my operation
I got me my but still got no patience
All of these texts and I'm not takin'
My phone overflowin', shit can get drainin'
I signed up Ye, and he just explained it
How we get it like Jay-Z and Damon
Did back in the that they came in
Stuck a ROC and the G.O.O.D. place is where I'm remainin'
Bitch, finally famous
What you doing today I could do breakfast
nigga T-rexing
My old bitch wish that she got pregnant
Tryna be the lady because my wrist won a presidential election
Bitch, and I hope you
I said it, I meant it, I hope that
I just broke a
I flew in from Italy through the
Shout out to Kourtney, Kim, and Scott Disick
When you see my pretty face, the fuck up and kiss 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 feelings
I don't love these hoes, I'd rather me a million, I mean it

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

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