Luyện nghe bài hát Check Me Out

Throw some money in the air
Throw motherfuckin' money in the air
Trigga, go
Let's go, go
Let's go, go
Throw some money in the air
Throw motherfuckin' money in the air
Trigga, go

Stop. Pose. that?
Bend it over quick, your butt back
in for the mill, where the bucks at?
She see me spend a mill like fuck that
She ride on it like a bus pass
me smart brain and a dumb pack
Go on poke out, thumb
Back that ass up I'mma front
it out the park. Let these other niggas bunt that
Turn the music up, where the at?
Throw a couple stacks, the 1's at?
Shout to all the that know they got that come back
Girl, you got that I can see it the front back
She said "Damn, they be hatin', where the at?
I said "Damn that, you looking like you that."
Hair up, damn, she done brought the bun back
Niggas shady, damn, the sun back
Beat crazy, damn, the drums back
This yo' city, nigga. Damn, how I run
Forgot I was a singer, damn, bring the run
Woo!

Aye, me out doe
I'mma keep it real you
Aye me out doe
I'm just to chill with you
Aye me out doe
I'mma keep it real you
me out
Aye me out doe
I'm just tryin' to chill you
Aye me out doe
I'mma keep it with you
me out

You say you work hard, you work at?
Girl I go hard, let me that
Say you got drive, reverse that
I'mma beat it up. I'ma, I'mma that

momma, yeah yeah I support that
I don't judge baby, I tryin to court that

I don't play baby, I tryin to sport that
Talking its real when I know somebody bought that

My time money and you niggas can't that
Bad in the studio where I record that
Right now and I'm pipe down
Once I'm done verse shit
I'mma kill this pussy I'mma it
fool with it, super cool with it
Why you snoozin', I got a in it
I took her panties and I put a in it
The flow stupid, its so

Uh, me out doe
I'm in Ralph Lo
Red bottoms for the models, Aldo
Catch me ridin', Maserati the top low
And I get up in that pussy, then I outro
Bad and the miles low
Oh, that's your main chick? That's my ho
She a and she a dime so we don't know
When I 'em it's like a chevy, a tahoe
Yo trigga' where the
I'm in the Margielas, they what are those?
I got guys jealous cause I'm getting dough
She said she never a ghost 'til she was in my rolls
Lookey here, I'mma keep it real you
Get it clear, I ain't tryin' to with you
Give her here so I can put the in ya
Now, shorty bust it open for a real

This right here, this out
To all the
money bitches in the house
Don't stop let's let's rock
Don't stop let's work rock
Throw some motherfuckin' in the air
Throw motherfuckin' money in the air