Luyện nghe bài hát Bankroll

[Hook: Homie Quan]
Got a Pocket full of Hundreds and a closet full of
With a full of hoes and they trippin'
And yeah I know partners and they throwed with some shawty by the door
With some niggas standing by the kitchen
And all my niggas got a bankroll, bankroll, on em'
Bankroll, bankroll, on em' All my niggas keep a bankroll, bankroll, bankroll on em'
I can't go without no bankroll on me

[Verse 1: Mane]
I got yo Ho on the score you know my unc on
A lil' hand chopper under my peacoat
So how these hoes gon' the guap when the cops can't stop
I dropped my Iphone cracked it and my top
And i spend my money
I got on diamond rings like your pastor
I was round with bricks in my trunk man
Same year that dropped the jumped man
I was in the county playin' tomp by the man
[?] I gives a
Sellin gram after never credit card scam
some credit let a nigga hold your credit card mam
Give me pussy ass and mouth so I the bitch P.A.M
Since Im saving all my you should me young S.A.M
I been serving niggas debbie a very young man
Got a stash box a tammy gun in my damn van

[Verse 2: Young
4g auto 8 im on a high speed chase
200 on the interstate cause I catch no case
Tryna hit up gucci but he won't pick up the phone
Thankin like El we can't loose no loads
I to stack my money up I can't stand bankroll
36 in the brick I add 4 more
a 40 ounce brick you get it for 24
Old school like magic I no look past
I drop a brick just like just dropped T.O
I ain't never seen bricks drop out the float
Old school G.T.O bricks in the dope
And I don't at red lights everything is a go

[Verse 3: Fresh]
Im a motherfuckin stoner I put shit on my momma
Got my pistol me now, you try me, bitch im a gun you
You no boss you pussy boy you a motherfuckin runner
Fuck the Jury, the ,the prosecutor and your honor
I can cocaine, vacay straight to columbia
station wagon 4g's all up under
Got em' in, Got em' in, Got em' in,Got em' in
What you spend im ridin' with that elephant
From the burg with these young niggas got hearts in then
Im in the pussy niggas and no such thang as freinds
I might pull up on your block with a ho block and a fo pot
Drop a fo what you wanna car key the door locked
Shooters pop