Luyện nghe bài hát Jit/Juke

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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