Luyện nghe bài hát Big Bank

I got big casing on a mothafucka
Ain't shit changed cause I'm getting, still mine
Ain't no for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me
Mothafuckas never stop my, shine
they see me but they still watching
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got on re-run
Yeah they see me but they watching
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got on re-run

I was one deep,
on high, my paint never dry
Forgiato, the women and squeaking
Where niggas will get by
Flipping the on the hoes
Shine up the grill in these
dip but never show
'Til the fucking lot was super
Players out'chea on
Pimpin' so cold on the on the two below
That we can put out the
Of the blue hand of the of the coupe
All I got is bands man, who got the
Who got the number to the
down the club can chirp 'fore the clip hit the pole
And do a split, we bought wings
We ain't talking about
Talking lemon vodka with the ice
more on Js than the steak and the shrimp
Than mo' gon' make in in life
Ain't tripped up, never from the drank
Pick up where I off on the dank
Flexed out, stressed out over chains
Stretched out, get out on the grain
Woof! You hear that
I make and wait, these mothafuckas wanna that there
When the wheel too big and the road ain't
It make it to steer that there
But it's big bank, big bank, big bank, big bank, one
I wake up, cake up, up, then press, rewind

I got big bank on a mothafucka
Ain't shit changed cause I'm still getting, mine
Ain't no love for a tryna fly me, tryna play me
Mothafuckas never stop my, stop
Yeah see me but they still watching
I got shining on (on re-run) I got shining on re-run
Yeah see me but they still watching
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got shining on

Big bank, currency and
Getting to it, all a nigga ever
all I ever cared about is how to get it, no doubt
Big problems ain't of my decimals
Make it's multiplying
Is all I'm ever I worried
If slow money no money
What the fuck you in a hurry
I'm saying, mm
Stay getting to that broke shit ain't in my plan,
Sleep when I'm dead, I'ma grind day that I can
Got seven kids, and I gotta sure all of 'em they fed
By any
be no excuses, my children can't eat no excuses
My daughter can't in excuses
My son needs to be with paper keep your excuses
If you producing, you're useless
why I'm out here getting to it
Fresh out the booth, I go straight to the
I go straight to get paid
Hunnid' I earned, fifty I
My bitch don't be cleaning up, I need a
She be cooking so I need a chef
You ain't me nothin', I get it myself
I'm doing my and I did it to death
Stacking them chips, getting dough
Millions, need me a hundo
Big mansion with a front do'
young thang in a new condo
Pray to God I could stay rich and stay

I got big casing on a mothafucka
Ain't changed cause I'm still getting, still mine
no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me
Mothafuckas never stop my, stop
Yeah they see me but they still
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got on re-run
Yeah they see me but they watching
I got shining on (on re-run) I got shining on re-run
Big

Earthlings and aliens, gather around, come
While I tell you the story of fine ass
In a 415 and a
Hitting hard a disrespectful step-daddy
The thunder God up the block
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