Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Remix

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

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

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

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