Luyện nghe bài hát Bankroll

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

[Verse 1: Mane]
I got yo Ho on the score you my unc on dope
A lil' short hand chopper my peacoat
So how these hoes gon' stop the guap when the cops can't
I dropped my Iphone cracked it and my top
And i spend my money
I got on seven diamond rings like pastor
I was round with bricks in my trunk man
Same year that dropped the jumped man
I was in the playin' tomp by the bunk man
[?] I a damn
Sellin gram after gram credit card scam
Want some credit let a nigga hold your credit 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 since a very man
Got a box with a tammy gun in my damn van

[Verse 2: Scooter]
4g auto 8 im on a high speed chase
200 on the interstate cause I can't no case
hit up gucci land but he won't pick up the phone
Thankin like El Chapo we can't no loads
I like to stack my money up I can't bankroll
36 in the brick I add 4 more
Thats a 40 ounce you get it for 24
Old school like magic I no look dope
I drop a just like buffalo 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 stop at red lights is a go

[Verse 3: Fresh]
Im a motherfuckin I put that 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 judge ,the and your honor
I can cocaine, vacay straight to columbia
Cadillac wagon 4g's all up under
Got em' in, Got em' in, Got em' in,Got em' in
What you wanna im ridin' with that elephant
From the burg these young niggas they got hearts in then
Im in the streets pussy niggas and no such thang as
I just pull up on your block with a ho block and a fo pot
a fo walk what you wanna car key the door locked
Shooters pop