Luyện nghe bài hát Bank Account (Remix)

I'm willing to die for this
I'm ready to it and end up in prison the rest of my life for this shit
So my momma want me, she got an abortion
I end up surviving this
And if I wanted somethin', I got the money
I'll be robbing this shit
Don't how much I cry for this shit
Said I am willing to ride for this
You know murder's my hobby inside of my closet, a bunch of dead bodies and
Niggas say that I'm 'cause I go to church and stare at the Bible and shit
say I'm the worst, cos I do my dirt, and I don't be hiding this shit

Bitch I'm a savage I at you bastards, I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe
I need to hear more rapping I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe
All you my and I'm a lieutenant
Goddammit you be saluting me hoe
I hope you know I ain't nowhere
All you just better get used to me hoe
Nigga, I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans, bought me a jeep, cuz I wasn't riding as
My account looking weak, don't look at me, I ain't got no time for no fun
to feel like Tyrese, I'm 'bout to trip, and maybe start crying or sumthin'
I might just hit up the [Smith's], throw me a fit and for my wire to come
Ain't nobody give or show me when I was coming up, I had to double up and tell these niggas buckle up before they ride
And they don't really wanna knuckle up, I hit it with the uppercut, I had these motherfuckers running for life
Unidentified craft, while I'm past all of my aliens Sailin', and if you look up in the sky
Blew your mind back, push your eyes back, threw iPad, I'm an Iraqi in suicide
When the are loaded and your mind explode in the wind
Are you gonna sit down and
I was raised in the
Me and the