Luyện nghe bài hát Big Bankroll

(Drell On The Track)
(Goddamn, BJ with one) Yeah
I'm full of and I'm still turnt up, nigga
I'm still in and I'm and I'm and I'm muggin', nigga
I'll kill a if he ever try to slug a nigga
Huh? Yeah,

Big bankroll in my pocket, okay, go
Toting on 223s with my smoking hella dope
Playboy lifestyle, I got hella
had the baddest of 'em all
And I ain't never chose
Fuck that shit, hang up the phone, ain't talkin' no money, man, I'm done with
Told my youngin' he better not stop spinnin' on him 'til we done that
I'm walkin' a hunnid stacks, this drum, it hold a hunnid, yeah
He took blick straight out his pants and top
Ain't gave that boy no
I put that right on his ass

I say murder, we gon' the the curb up
I'm talkin' to the point where can't even serve nothin'
I say they all deceased that we swerve on
You better be on point, we pull up shootin' tryna murk
One body, two body, three body,
bodies, now we knockin' at your door
Been in that 'Raq for 'bout a month, these niggas
Straight down with them
Bending with my lit bros
Out at night, get life stole
freight, don't use no stove
Mold the then get it sold
Face the bitch, he break the
I talk that Tar & Ferry, fuck that nigga, I make my own
We call Hard Feddi, blood on this, you it, lose your dome
I got niggas servin' for me now my baby mamas to fuck
That you known them niggas for to be at, I'm the reason they ain't there
I'm the of the killings season, every month I pay that fair
Nigga know I'm in that car, most time I'm tryna see if here, bitch

Big bankroll in my pocket, okay, go
on 223s with my partner smoking hella dope
Playboy lifestyle, I got hella
Then had the of 'em all
And I ain't never chose
Fuck that shit, hang up the phone, ain't no money, man, I'm done with that
Told my youngin' he better not stop on him 'til we done with that
I'm with a hunnid stacks, this drum, it hold a hunnid, yeah
He took that blick out his pants and top
Ain't gave that boy no
I put that bitch on his ass

Do she love me or do she me not?
I don't know, I gotta see, but me out, XO
I'm like is I'm gon' kill him or he gon' me?
But, fuck, I I jinxed myself 'cause I just ran out of leaves
Man, look, I'm doped up and I'm fucked up, fuck pussy nigga
Nigga know them jiggas got dope 'em, so I'm bucked up tryna zip a nigga
Since I was on, who made me?
I ain't go two months without me a nigga
Let them niggas talk shit for Insta
God'll tell you I'm a bloody nigga, bitch
Two books I split between two niggas, and get it
Officer, when you talk 'bout selling drugs, I verses, you mean crack
that's the only I got, I serve that shit there back to back
Y'all paint me I'm made of violence
Any case on me refer to shootin'
They can't pinpoint who I
Bring you bitches out like back to
Make 'em come and draw the charc, who
I want hat like motherfuck that
I ten my twin, you better not motherfuckin' that
time we see you up that
Bitch, you know you gettin' at

Big bankroll in my pocket, okay, go
Toting on 223s with my partner hella dope
Playboy lifestyle, I got hoes
Then had the of 'em all
And I still never chose
Fuck that shit, hang up the phone, ain't talkin' no money, man, I'm with that
Told my youngin' he better not stop spinnin' on him 'til we with that
I'm walkin' with a hunnid stacks, this drum, it a hunnid, yeah
He took blick straight out his pants and top
gave that boy no pass
I put that right on his ass

Murder, we gon' the curveball
Gotta get it, boy, them pussy ass can't say nothin'
(Drell On The Track) We gon' pile up, 'em all, yeah
(Goddamn, BJ with another one) Pull up, we gon' spray 'em down,