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 react
Blow me a 50 and make it right
I am a bitch, I am a mack
If it about money
Please hit my jack
If it ain't about money, please hit my jack (wooh)
presidential, you know it's a lack
I put the north and the on my back
She in her feelings, I can't get
She on the molly, she to collapse
I'm from the mud so you I adapt
You is a bitch, you ain't no dap
Got to my nigga bow and a trap
Might hit the block and shoot me some (wooh)
Bought me a Gucci fur for the winter
She want to fuck a nigga a winner
I could fit about 20 hoes in a
You are not gang, please do not
Why they testing me, you know the recipe
Uncle got chickens, I'm sesame
a necessity, you are not catching me
Thanking the Lord 'cause I know he keep me
Why do you me, it ain't no flex in me
Pop me an ecstasy, I'm tryna
She try to smoke on the lou and got
out the beamer and jumped in the truck
New hoe, these ain't no chucks
hoe a bird, she just want to get plucked
Bitch I'm on fire, I can't to erupt
Most of these rappers gone run out of

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
Where the at?

Extortionist, made a
That coco, she

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

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

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

Please hit my jack (no)
If it ain't about money, please don't hit my (no)
Truck presidential, you know 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 the mud so you know 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 craps