Luyện nghe bài hát Checc

[Intro: East]
You
Uh, bad, go everyday
A lot of money, yeah, uh
A lot of jewelery, I look like a check
Ay, ay, ay, ay

[Verse 1: East]
Whip up a 8-ball like
take my chain and get killed
They like they gangster not built
I out the wraith off a bill
I fuck your bitch, I kiss her (never)
I dont know how I failed to her (I don't)
I'm on some shit, a tissue
.50 my for the issue
I drag the bag a marching band
and drums, is you dumb?
Where I am from, we tat the on us
Get a gun a run
I always knew would come
your bitch over, get all up in her guts
I'm shit like I punt
I switching my bitch like month
I be with and with crips
In with the avenue, hugging the strip
Jump out the wagon, got to get
Play 21 Savage, fuckin' your bitch
up, and go take a trip
I'm drunk off Champagne, and I'm orderin'
It ain't hard to notice I'm rich, I had a that we all hit a lick

[Chorus: Dave
Diamonds all on me, I with a pistol
I don't no issues, I look like a check
I'm at the bank, 'bout to make a
I know they plottin', I look like a check
I'm in Givenchy, Louis and
I run up in them dollars, I look like a
All my young niggas work for check
Keep lookin' at paper, my eyes on a
Diamonds all on me, I walk with a
I don't no issues, I look like a check
I'm at the bank, 'bout to make a
I know that they plottin', I look a check
I'm in Givenchy, and Prada
I run up in them dollars, I like a check
All my young niggas gon' for check
Keep lookin' at paper, my eyes on a

2: Offset]
Offset!....
Bullets send them a message
Got some lil' barbies all in my section
Water on my cross, on my like i'm a Reverend
Tie up my shoes, little you a peasent
Yeah, the freakazoid piece got it
I get the AP, i'm to go bust it
Yeah, Momma told me the suckers
You got the check, now don't let niggas you
done die now i'm cover
Still having dreams, on the swings my brother
I want [?] and commas
You don't see why I've been flexin all
On the then turn to a zombie
200k for the Jet, go to
Do what I say, the K out the Hummer
the yay out my grandmama dungeon
I got the bag lil hoe
Diamonds looking the [?]
[?] for the cash, hello
Finesse a nigga the swag, I blow
I get the paper, operator
Saw you in a booth, of gators
in the coupes now or later
Taking off my roof now or

[Chorus: East]
all on me, I walk with a pistol
I don't want no issues, I look a check
I'm at the bank, 'bout to make a
I that they plottin', I look like a check
I'm in Givenchy, Louis and
I run up in them dollars, I look like a
All my young niggas gon' work for
lookin' at paper, my eyes on a check
Diamonds all on me, I walk a pistol
I don't want no issues, I like a check
I'm at the bank, 'bout to make a
I know that they plottin', I look a check
I'm in Givenchy, Louis and
I run up in them dollars, I like a check
All my young niggas gon' for check
lookin' at paper, my eyes on a check

[Verse 3: Dave
I had no Audemar or no Rollie, when I swing nothin' else like my
I got a chance to get all of millions
Got no for chillin', I wake up like next
And I had an uncle that used to get money
He used to me get fresh
I had on Gucci, before I could you what it was
And I had it on in the
I'm like I when to rest
Gucci blew, I want a jet for diamonds, we damage your
My feel on naked bitches with Gabana and Dolce, it feel like the best
I'm in Bal Harbour back-ends, I might get head from a fat friend
If we know you, then we texting
I'm from New York, she my accent
I remember I was trappin', duct tape package
You livin' it couldn't happen, fuck nigga, you just rappin'
I know demons, I'm a savage
Molly and got them
Don't compare, I'm not no
Bitches staring, I'm flashing

Dave East]
Diamonds all on me, I walk a pistol
I don't no issues, I look like a check
I'm at the bank, 'bout to make a
I know that they plottin', I like a check
I'm in Givenchy, Louis and
I run up in them dollars, I look like a
All my young gon' work for check
Keep at paper, my eyes on a check
Diamonds all on me, I with a pistol
I don't want no issues, I look like a
I'm at the bank, 'bout to a deposit
I know they plottin', I look like a check
I'm in Givenchy, Louis and
I run up in dollars, I look like a check
All my young niggas gon' work for
Keep at paper, my eyes on a check