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 and I'm and I'm and I'm muggin', nigga
I'll kill a nigga if he ever try to slug a
Yeah, look

Big bankroll in my pocket, okay, go
Toting on 223s with my partner smoking 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, talkin' no money, man, I'm done with that
Told my youngin' he better not stop spinnin' on him we done with that
I'm walkin' with a hunnid stacks, this drum, it hold a hunnid,
He took that blick out his pants and top
Ain't gave that boy no
I put that bitch on his ass

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

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 still never chose
Fuck that shit, hang up the phone, ain't no money, man, I'm done with that
Told my he better not stop spinnin' on him 'til we done with that
I'm walkin' with a 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 right 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 kill 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 inside 'em, so I'm bucked up tryna zip a nigga
Since I was on, who made me?
I go two months without killing me a nigga
Let them niggas that shit for Insta
God'll you I'm a bloody nigga, lil' bitch
Two books I between two niggas, and get it back
Officer, when you talk 'bout selling drugs, I sell verses, you mean
'Cause that's the I got, I serve that shit there back to back
paint me like I'm made of violence
Any case on me refer to shootin'
can't pinpoint who I whacked
Bring you out like back to back
'em come and draw the charc, who next?
I want another hat like motherfuck
I ten my twin, you better not motherfuckin' that
Every time we see you up
Bitch, you you gettin' bust at

Big bankroll in my pocket, okay, go
Toting on 223s with my partner hella dope
Playboy lifestyle, I got hella
had the baddest of 'em all
And I still ain't chose
Fuck that shit, hang up the phone, talkin' no money, man, I'm done with that
Told my youngin' he better not spinnin' on him 'til we done with that
I'm walkin' with a hunnid stacks, drum, it hold a hunnid, yeah
He that blick straight out his pants and top
Ain't gave that boy no
I put bitch right on his ass

Murder, we throw the curveball
Gotta get it, boy, them pussy ass niggas say nothin'
(Drell On The Track) We gon' pile up, 'em all, yeah
(Goddamn, BJ with another one) up, we gon' spray 'em down, yeah