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 can't even to the bitch (no)
She fucking with and shit (oh God)
I pull up in 'rari's and shit, with choppers and and shit (for real)
I be Gucci'd down, you Lacoste and shit (bitch)
Yeah, Moncler, yeah, fur off of that, yeah (yeah)
homicide, put me in a chair, yeah (in jail)
Triple the plug, we do not play fair, yeah (Oh god)
Got 'em tennis chains on and real blingy (blingy)
make you do the chicken head like 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 and some nice titties
$7500 on a Laurent jacket (yeah)
Bitch, be careful where you dumpin' ashes (bitch)
I ain't no sucker, I ain't cut for no (nah)
The raised me, I'm a ho bastard (wild, wild, wild, wild)
I bought a just so I can go faster (skrrt)
Niggas copy me, they playin' catch up (21)
I might up in a Ghost, no Casper (21)
I been gas and I got no asthma

I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M's in my bank account, (Oh, God)
In my account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, (Oh God)
In my bank account, (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)
to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, (Oh God)
to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, (Oh God)
to gun you down, yeah (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)
Tweet about me, nigga? Get you killed, dog (wet)
Killed dog, I'm a dog, you a lil' dog (21)
Be a dog, wanna be a dog, mil's, dog
Dunk right in your like O'Neal, dog
I like Reggie Mill', dog (21)
sting you like a eel, dog

I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M's 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 account, yeah (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)
Ready to gun you down, (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, (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 your bitch, she say I got that dick
Spray your block down, we not really that rural shit
Glock cocked now, I don't really give no 'bout who I hit
Yeah, bitch, she get jiggy with me
Keep that Siggy me
Bitch, I'm Mad Max, you know I got Ziggy me
Keep a mad mag in case wanna get busy with me
'Rari matte black and I got a Bentley me

I got M's in my bank account, yeah (Oh, God)
In my account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, (Oh God)
In my account, yeah (Oh God)
In my account, yeah (Oh God)
In my account, yeah (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)
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)

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