Luyện nghe bài hát Down On Your Luck

I walk in this bitch looking just a bag of money
I be speaking, the girls be they fiending for me
But really it just be my
Uh, pull up, I'll be dressing, y'all be
you know that I'm the bomb, Armageddon
me, girl!
See, I want your bitch, boy, she got mileage
She choke more a cinnamon challenge
And oh you never see me 'round
And all too much money to it
They like ooh you know your
Baby, what's up
Got a in Virginia that look better than all your spouses
They like ooh you know your
Baby, that's up
Got a girl in Virginia that look better than all spouses

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

I'm up this bitch, I got to burn so she stacking her tits
I look in her face, and I put it away
I ain't this money around
She she's so bad
She don't know I had plenty bad
of them quarters but know that I keep a few dimes around
Girl, keep popping, popping
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 real nigga, I see

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