Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Remix

[Hook:
Talking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't bought
bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit
All you talk nana clips, nigga you shot shit
Spending money on hoes, nigga you ain't fuck shit

[Verse 1:
Took niggas out the like I'm from there
So you it's all good when I come there
I you talk about your city like you run that
And I brought my tour to your city, you my son nigga
But I had to come for the remix
On my done a verse in 8 weeks shit
And if a say my name, he the hot shit
But if I say the name, he still the hot shit
Fucked up, lucky I don't feed into the
Niggas act like don't know, but they should know
Yeah, I think it's funny how they dangling the bait
But I'm the one that's killing niggas on the though
And niggas ain't got a grill, still ice grill
I know y'all already know Will Made It
Just looking at the numbers, nigga, I amazing
I call Michael Jordan up and Mike make it
I'm the young rap nigga with the 'Melo
You to come to OVO for a better deal
Just know a million shit once you get a mill
And say it's all good, that's how you better feel
nah, fuck that, this year I'm talking big stuff
Rolling through the city like a young bricked up
niggas gon' be fuck niggas
That's why we never give a fuck when a fuck nigga up

[Hook:
Talking you popping tags, nigga you ain't bought shit
Talking bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped
All you talk nana clips, you ain't shot shit
Spending money on these hoes, nigga you ain't shit

2: Juicy J]
If money talk then pockets ain't saying shit
I'm in the bathroom getting head your bitch
And I paying her shit
You want beef? You don't who you playing with
I tell my pilot to the jet
I'm off, get 'em, we popping off
Give a click and you dead where you standing at
I'm just a trippy nigga smoking on
money funny like Jim Carrey
I got bitches that's super bad Halle
And we still keeping white like Barry
I'm a rich nigga, keep a pistol with me
Nigga you ain't with a picture of me
I got all this and shooters with me
Just in case you pussy niggas try to get you a
it is my nigga, what is hidden for
Where the car you whippin in the video
Where is the ice at, where is them hoes
You are far a real nigga, you already know
Broke ass niggas I can't stand
I hit 'em the cannon
I out the mall at random
Juicy J that is fresh to death
till there is nothing left
Bail off and I'm ghost in my Phantom