Luyện nghe bài hát Bankroll

[Hook: Homie Quan]
Got a Pocket full of Hundreds and a full of clothes
With a Phone full of and they trippin'
And yeah I some 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 nowhere without no on me

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

[Verse 2: Scooter]
4g straight 8 im on a high speed chase
200 on the interstate cause I can't catch no
Tryna hit up gucci land but he won't pick up the
Thankin like El Chapo we loose no loads
I like to my money up I can't stand bankroll
36 ounces in the brick I add 4
Thats a 40 ounce 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 seen drop bricks drop out the float
Old G.T.O bricks stuffed in the dope
And I don't stop at red everything is a go

[Verse 3: Fresh]
Im a motherfuckin stoner I put that on my momma
Got my with me now, you try me, bitch im a gun you
You ain't no boss you pussy boy you a motherfuckin
the Jury, the judge ,the prosecutor and your honor
I can cocaine, vacay straight to columbia
Cadillac station 4g's all up under
Got em' in, Got em' in, Got em' in,Got em' in
What you wanna spend im ridin' with that
From the burg with these young they got hearts in then
Im in the streets pussy niggas and no thang as freinds
I might just pull up on block with a ho block and a fo pot
a fo walk what you wanna car key the door locked
Shooters pop