Luyện nghe bài hát Cranberry Juice

Ran up a check and I look back
Don't your bitch, that hoe was wack
is you doing? Run up a sack
She want to argue, I won't
me a 50 and make it right back
I am a player bitch, I am a
If it ain't money
Please don't hit my
If it about money, please don't hit my jack (wooh)
Truck presidential, you know it's a
I put the north and the gang on my
She in her feelings, I get attached
She on the molly, she to collapse
I'm from the mud so you know I
You is a bitch, you ain't no dap
Got to know my nigga bow and a
Might hit the and shoot me some craps (wooh)
Bought me a Gucci fur for the winter
She want to 'cause a nigga a winner
I could fit 20 hoes in a sprinter
You are not gang, do not enter
Why they keep testing me, you the recipe
got chickens, I'm talking sesame
It's a necessity, you are not me
Thanking the Lord 'cause I he keep blessing me
Why do you question me, it ain't no in me
Pop me an ecstasy, I'm fuck
She try to smoke on the lou and got
Hopped out the beamer and jumped in the
New Valentino hoe, ain't no chucks
hoe a bird, she just want to get plucked
Bitch I'm on fire, I wait to erupt
Most of these gone run out of luck

stop, go hard
Shorty thick, oh
Big bank, big
Backwoods, no
up, see stars
Look up, see
I'm scorched, she
Ferrari on
Big horses, new
the check at?

Extortionist, made a
That coco, she

I my time with this shit (I take my time)
And I ain't worried about none of you niggas bih
I grind for this shit, I did
Bih let me do I do, ooh
You it cost for this view, ooh
22 on my shoe, ooh
I let it blow a zoos, ooh
I'm known for the rules, ooh
And my came with a pool, ooh
No I'm not fucking dude, ooh
Shorty she that I'm rude, ooh
Whip look cranberry juice (whip)
Just tryna fuck on your (fuck)
True story, me a deuce (deuce)
Get on the beat and (abuse)
You know I'm never lose (abuse)
Swim in that like Scrooge (Scrooge)
you ain't got no excuse (no)
Rich or be broke, nigga (choose)

Whip look like juice
tryna fuck on your girl
True story, me a duece
Get on the beat and
You I'm never gone lose
in that money like Scrooge
Bitch you got no excuse
Rich or be broke, choose

Ran up a and I didn't look back
Don't want bitch, that hoe was wack (wooh)
What is you Run up a sack
She want to argue, I won't (yo)
Blow me a 50 and it right back (yo)
I am a bitch, I am a mack (yo)
If it ain't money

don't hit my jack (no)
If it ain't about money, please hit my jack (no)
presidential, you know it's a lack
I put the and the gang on my back (yo)
She in her feelings, I can't get (no)
She on the molly, she to collapse (wooh)
I'm from the mud so you I adapt (yo)
You is a bitch, you ain't no dap (no)
Got to my nigga bow and a trap (yo)
Might hit the block and shoot me some