Luyện nghe bài hát Bank Account

1]
I buy a new car for the (for real)
I tear the mall with the bitch (for real)
You can't talk to the bitch (no)
She fucking bosses and shit (oh God)
I pull up in 'rari's and shit, with choppers and Harley's and (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 cross the plug, we do not fair, yeah (Oh god)
Got 'em tennis chains on and they 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 right me (21)
Bad bitch, cute face and some titties
on a Saint Laurent jacket (yeah)
Bitch, be careful where you your ashes (bitch)
I ain't no sucker, I cut for no action (nah)
The skreets 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 pull up in a Ghost, no (21)
I smoking 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 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)
to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, (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 real dog, you a dog (21)
Be a dog, be a dog, chasing mil's, dog
Dunk in your bitch 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 bank account, (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)
In my bank account, (Oh God)
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 shooters ready to gun you down, (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)
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 block down, we not really with that rural shit
Glock now, I don't really give no fuck 'bout who I hit
Yeah, bitch, she get jiggy with me
Keep Siggy with me
Bitch, I'm Mad Max, you know I got with me
Keep a mad mag in case wanna get busy with me
'Rari matte black and I got a 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 account, yeah (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 ready to gun you down, (fast)
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)
to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)

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