Luyện nghe bài hát Big Bankroll

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

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

I say murder, we the blow the curb up
I'm talkin' to the point where they can't even serve
I say they all deceased whenever we swerve on
You better be on point, we pull up shootin' murk something
One body, two body, three body,
Five bodies, now we at your door
Been in that 'Raq for 'bout a month, these hoes
Straight with them poles
curves with my lit bros
Out at night, get your stole
Harbor freight, use no stove
the shit then get it sold
Face the bitch, he break the
I talk Tar & Ferry, fuck that nigga, I could make my own
We call Hard Feddi, blood on this, you take it, lose your
I got servin' for me now my baby mamas used to fuck
That spot you known them niggas for to be at, I'm the reason they 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 they here,

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

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

Big bankroll in my pocket, okay, go
Toting on 223s with my partner smoking hella
lifestyle, I got hella hoes
Then had the 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 that
Told my he better not stop spinnin' 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 boy no pass
I put that bitch on his ass

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