Luyện nghe bài hát Bank Account (Remix)

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

Bitch I'm a savage I spit at you bastards, I what you gonna do to me hoe
I need to hear some more rapping I'm just not impressed by your cash or your hoe
All you my and I'm a lieutenant
Goddammit you should be me hoe
I hope you I ain't going nowhere
All you rappers just better get 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
Starting to feel 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 wait for my wire to
Ain't nobody give or show me love when I was up, I had to double up and tell these niggas buckle up before they ride
And don't really wanna knuckle up, I hit it with the uppercut, I had these motherfuckers running for they life
Unidentified craft, I'm flying past all of my aliens Sailin', and if you look up in the sky
your mind back, push your eyes back, threw your iPad, I'm an Iraqi in suicide
When the bombs are loaded and your mind in the wind
Are you gonna sit down and
I was in the sewer
Me and the