Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Remix

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

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

Future]
Talking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't shit
bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit
All you nana clips, nigga you ain't shot shit
Spending money on these hoes, nigga you fuck shit

2: Juicy J]
If talk then your pockets ain't saying shit
I'm in the getting head from your bitch
And I ain't her shit
You want beef? You don't know who you with
I my pilot to land the jet
I'm hopping off, get 'em, we off
Give a and you niggas dead where you standing at
I'm just a trippy nigga on cabbage
Your money like Jim Carrey
I got bitches that's super bad Halle
And we still keeping white like Barry
I'm a rich nigga, still a pistol with me
Nigga you ain't with a picture of me
I got all cake and shooters with me
Just in case you niggas try to get you a piece
What it is my nigga, is hidden for
the car you were whippin in the video
Where is the ice at, where is 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 there is nothing left
Bail off and I'm ghost in my Phantom