Luyện nghe bài hát Big Bankroll

(Drell On The Track)
(Goddamn, BJ with 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 slug a
Yeah, look

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

I say murder, we gon' the the curb up
I'm talkin' to the point where they can't even nothin'
I say all deceased whenever that we swerve on
You better be on point, we pull up shootin' tryna murk
One body, two body, body, four
bodies, now we knockin' at your door
Been in 'Raq for 'bout a month, these niggas hoes
Straight down with poles
Bending curves with my lit
Out at night, get your life
Harbor freight, don't use no
Mold the then get it sold
the bitch, he break the code
I that Tar & Ferry, fuck that 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 mamas used to fuck
That you known them niggas for to be at, I'm the reason they ain't there
I'm the founder of the killings season, every month I pay fair
Nigga know I'm in car, most time I'm tryna see if they here, bitch

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 ain't never
Fuck that shit, hang up the phone, ain't talkin' no money, man, I'm with 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 blick straight out his pants and top
Ain't that boy no pass
I put that right on his ass

Do she love me or do she love me
I don't know, I see, but check me out, XO
I'm like is I'm gon' kill him or he gon' me?
But, fuck, I think I jinxed myself I just ran out of leaves
Man, look, I'm doped up and I'm fucked up, fuck pussy nigga
know them jiggas got dope inside 'em, so I'm bucked up tryna zip a nigga
Since I was eighteen on, who me?
I go two months without killing me a nigga
Let them niggas talk that for Insta
tell you I'm a bloody nigga, lil' bitch
Two books I between two niggas, and get it back
Officer, when you 'bout selling drugs, I sell verses, you mean crack
'Cause that's the only I got, I serve that there back to back
paint me like I'm made of violence
Any on me refer to shootin' back
They pinpoint who I whacked
Bring you bitches out like back to
Make 'em come and the charc, who next?
I want hat like motherfuck that
I ten my twin, you not motherfuckin' touch that
Every time we see you up
Bitch, you know you 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 still ain't chose
Fuck that shit, 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, drum, it hold a hunnid, yeah
He that blick straight out his pants and top
Ain't gave that boy no
I put that right on his ass

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