Luyện nghe bài hát Bank Account

1]
I buy a new car for the (for real)
I down the mall with the bitch (for real)
You even talk to the bitch (no)
She with bosses and shit (oh God)
I pull up in and shit, with choppers and Harley's and shit (for real)
I be Gucci'd down, you wearing Lacoste and (bitch)
Yeah, Moncler, yeah, fur off of that, yeah (yeah)
homicide, put me in a chair, yeah (in jail)
Triple cross the plug, we do not play fair, (Oh god)
Got 'em tennis chains on and real blingy (blingy)
Draco make you do the chicken head Chingy (Chingy)
Walk in Marcus and I spend a light fifty (fifty)
Please proceed with caution, shooters, they be with me (21)
Bad bitch, cute face and some nice
$7500 on a Saint jacket (yeah)
Bitch, be where you dumpin' your ashes (bitch)
I no sucker, I ain't cut for no action (nah)
The skreets me, I'm a ho bastard (wild, wild, wild, wild)
I a 'Rari just so I can go faster (skrrt)
Niggas tryna copy me, playin' catch up (21)
I pull up in a Ghost, no Casper (21)
I been smoking gas and I got no

I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M's in my bank account, (Oh, God)
In my bank account, (Oh God)
In my account, yeah (Oh God)
In my account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, (Oh God)
In my bank account, (Oh God)
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 ready to gun you down, yeah (fast)
to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, (Oh God)
to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, (Oh God)

2]
dog I'm for real, dog (21)
Regular, buy the seats, I got a on the hill, dog (21)
Wanna see a body, Get you killed, dog (wet)
Wanna Tweet about me, Get you killed, dog (wet)
Killed dog, I'm a dog, you a lil' dog (21)
Be a dog, be a dog, chasing mil's, dog
Dunk right in your like O'Neal, dog
I shoot like Mill', dog (21)
Chopper you like a eel, dog

I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M's in my bank account, (Oh, God)
In my bank account, (Oh God)
In my bank account, (Oh God)
In my account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, (Oh God)
In my bank account, (Oh God)
I got shooters ready to gun you down, yeah (fast)
Ready to gun you down, (Oh God)
to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, (Oh God)

3]
Roulette clips, a roulette hit
Pull up on bitch, she say I got that ruler dick
Spray your down, we not really with that rural shit
cocked now, I don't really give no fuck 'bout who I hit
Yeah, your bitch, she get jiggy me
that Siggy with me
Bitch, I'm Mad Max, you know I got with me
Keep a mad mag in case they get busy with me
'Rari matte and I got a Bentley with me

I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M's in my account, yeah (Oh, God)
In my account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, (Oh God)
In my account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, (Oh God)
In my bank account, (Oh God)
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 shooters to gun you down, yeah (fast)
Ready to gun you down, (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, (Oh God)
to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, (Oh God)

$7500 on a Saint Laurent (yeah)
Bitch, be careful where you dumpin' your (bitch)
I ain't no sucker, I ain't cut for no (nah)
The skreets me, I'm a ho bastard