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 that muthafuckin check
it, turn it
Boy all we muthafuckin do is flip that, bust through and moves
We bout that muthafuckin
(Verse)
Clean money, limousine money
Got a nigga hittin when he gotta get a new machine for me
We bout muthafuckin
cash, want a brick? It's 30 cash
In a new Mercedes Benz, gas
We bout that
In God we trust, if you about that you with us
Always gotta get, won't fight, fuck
put it in there like
We bout that
Big bankroll, rubberband money
That's what I had way the rap money
Now I got it and he
wanna act funny
Listen
We 'bout mothafuckin' check
it still, I'mma die for my respect
You cross line, little fly bout that
Anybody know me know that I ain't lyin bout
fact
We that muthafuckin
and revenue
All a ever do is get it then spend it then get it, get it
With a misdemeanor, original a felony to
I got that heavy bruh, that what I'm you, telling you
(Hook)
We bout muthafuckin check
Run it, run it
You muthafuckin check
Hustle in this muthafucka, chyeah!
We that muthafuckin check
Turn it, it
Boy all we muthafuckin do is flip that, bust through and moves
We that muthafuckin check
(Verse)
And ain't Nikes bruh, my diamonds are enlightening bruh
Shit flash, think struck
Get you up
We that muthafuckin
Tuned up, no
Diamond lane, no crew up
On another I'm 2-timin, both boots shinin
We bout that
Like an employee but I'm bossin on these
Either out on revenue or out flossin on my folks
We that muthafuckin
I do it for the niggas that was out on Slawson on the
made a way to be able to be all day, I'm shop shoppin when it's closed
We that muthafuckin
Boy that's boss talk, G-seppe's what a walk in
This beef ain't no and fuck walkin bitch
We bout muthafuckin
Action, run up on the
Green up the top of a tree
Peanuts, no cash, you see it if I have to, every day the price to a buoy
(Hook)
We bout muthafuckin check
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 that, bust through and make moves
We bout that muthafuckin
(Verse)
Aye hold up, Dro, tell the bid up
thing I went to the crib, then where a nigga gotta check up
ATM mobbin, ATM
And when I hit a lick it be perfect to the set up
My got a sack,
My daughter, she bought to turn 6, got a
Half of dollars in cash from sertin the gas
That show a nigga how to act
White racks all in like Tylenol
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 nigga
fuck it with, they better pray bout it
Althought might bump into nigga that you see about year, I'm on the way up out it
We bout that muthafuckin
8 0′s, everything on
You can find me somewhere in the ghetto a kilo
The other bother, you can tell em we gone c-lo cus all the place c-notes
We bout muthafuckin
It shit, I'm on stairs
Gotta cash on the missin til I'm out of gas
on the dash, I'mma put a hater on his ass
Treat him like a new beat, put him on blast
(Hook)
We bout that muthafuckin
Run it, run it
You muthafuckin check
Hustle in this muthafucka, chyeah!
We bout muthafuckin check
it, turn it
Boy all we muthafuckin do is that, bust through and make moves
We bout muthafuckin check