Luyện nghe bài hát Down On Your Luck

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

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

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

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