Luyện nghe bài hát Check

(Intro)
We bout that
You it
okay
(Hook)
We bout that muthafuckin
Run it, run it
You muthafuckin check
Hustle Gang in muthafucka, chyeah!
We bout muthafuckin check
it, turn it
Boy all we muthafuckin do is flip that, bust and make moves
We bout muthafuckin check
(Verse)
Clean money, talking limousine
Got a hittin here when he gotta get a new machine for me
We that muthafuckin
Dirty cash, want a It's 30 cash
In a new Benz, burnin gas
We that muthafuckin
In God we trust, if you about that you a'ight us
Always gotta get, fight, won't fuck
I'mma put it in like
We bout that
Big bankroll, rubberband trap
That's what I had way before the rap
Now I got it and he
Nigga act funny
homie
We 'bout that mothafuckin'
Keep it still, die for my respect
You cross that line, little fly bout
know me know that I ain't lyin bout that
Matter
We that muthafuckin
and revenue
All a nigga ever do is get it spend it then get it, get it
With a misdemeanor, a felony to federal
I got that heavy bruh, that what I'm you, telling you
(Hook)
We that muthafuckin check
Run it, run it
You better check
Gang in this muthafucka, chyeah!
We bout that check
Turn it, it
Boy all we muthafuckin do is that, bust through and make moves
We bout that muthafuckin
(Verse)
And ain't talking Nikes bruh, my are enlightening bruh
flash, think lightning struck
Get you up
We bout that
up, no screwdriver
Diamond lane, no live up
On watch I'm 2-timin, both boots shinin
We bout that
Like an employee but I'm bossin on hoes
out campaigning on revenue or out flossin on my folks
We bout muthafuckin
I do it for the niggas was out on Slawson on the 4′s
Them made a way to be able to be all day, I'm shop shoppin when closed
We that muthafuckin
Boy that's boss talk, G-seppe's what a walk in
beef ain't no talk and fuck walkin bitch
We that muthafuckin
Action, run up on the
Green up like the top of a
Peanuts, no cash, you see it if I have to, day the price to a check buoy
(Hook)
We that muthafuckin check
Run it, run it
You muthafuckin check
Gang in this muthafucka, chyeah!
We that muthafuckin check
it, turn it
Boy all we muthafuckin do is flip that, bust through and moves
We bout that check
(Verse)
Aye hold up, Dro, the whole bid up
This I went to the crib, then where a nigga gotta check up
ATM mobbin, ATM
And when I hit a it be perfect to light the set up
My got a sack,
My daughter, she bought to 6, got a sack
Half of million dollars in cash sertin the gas
That show a nigga how to act
White racks all in here like
Pockets so big they think I hit the
Tell yo bitch who like the out call
We eat over here, hoe
Shit!
It ain't finna play it by the ending
Tryna fuck it with, they better bout it
might bump into some nigga that you see about year, I'm on the way up out it
We that muthafuckin check
8 0′s, on reload
You can find me in the ghetto with a kilo
The other bother, you can tell em we gone c-lo cus all the place c-notes
We bout muthafuckin
It ain't shit, I'm on
Gotta keep cash on the til I'm out of gas
on the dash, I'mma put a hater on his ass
Treat him like a new beat, I'mma put him on
(Hook)
We that muthafuckin check
Run it, run it
You better check
Hustle Gang in muthafucka, chyeah!
We that muthafuckin check
Turn it, it
Boy all we do is flip that, bust through and make moves
We bout that check