Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Remix

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

1: Drake]
Took niggas out the hood like I'm there
So you know all good when I come there
I you talk about your 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 done a verse in 8 shit
And if a say my name, he the hot shit
But if I say the nigga name, he still the hot
Fucked up, lucky I don't feed into the
Niggas act like they know, but they should know
Yeah, I just think it's funny how they the bait
But I'm the one that's killing 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 Michael Jordan up and will make it
I'm the young rap nigga with the deal
You need to come to OVO for a deal
know a million ain't shit once you get a mill
And niggas say it's all good, how you better feel
Nigga nah, fuck that, this year I'm 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 a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit
All you nana clips, nigga you ain't shot shit
Spending on these hoes, nigga you ain't fuck shit

[Verse 2: J]
If money talk then your 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 my pilot to land the jet
I'm off, get 'em, we popping off
a click and you niggas dead where you standing at
I'm just a trippy nigga smoking on
Your money funny like Jim
I got bitches super bad like Halle
And we still keeping that white Barry
I'm a nigga, still keep a pistol with me
you ain't fuckin' with a picture of me
I got all this cake and with me
Just in you pussy niggas try to get you a piece
What it is my nigga, what is for
Where the car you whippin in the video
Where is the ice at, where is them pretty
You are far from a real nigga, you know
Broke ass I can't stand them
I hit 'em the cannon
I out the mall at random
Juicy J nigga is fresh to death
Smoke till is nothing left
off and then I'm ghost in my Phantom