Luyện nghe bài hát Down On Your Luck

I walk in this bitch just like a bag of money
I be speaking, the be screaming they fiending for me
But really it just be my
Uh, up, I'll be dressing, y'all be stressing
'Cause you know I'm the bomb, Armageddon
me, girl!
See, I don't your bitch, boy, she got mileage
She choke more a cinnamon challenge
And oh you see me 'round here
And all too much money to it
They like ooh you know stuff
Baby, that's up
Got a in Virginia that look better than all your spouses
like ooh you know your stuff
Baby, that's up
Got a girl in Virginia that look better all your spouses

Down on your luck, down on luck, down on your luck, down
Down on your luck, on your luck, down, oh

I'm up this bitch, I got money to so she stacking her tits
Till I in her face, and I put it away
I throwing this money around
She she's so bad
She don't know I had bitches bad
Some of them quarters but that I keep a few dimes around
Girl, keep popping, keep
Don't till the money, ain't dropping
bangin' but yo face trash
I'm fucked up and I got
Your luck and you need that
I'm a nigga, I see that

Down on your luck, down on luck, down on your luck, down
Down on your luck, on your luck, down, oh