Luyện nghe bài hát Down On Your Luck

I in this bitch looking just like a bag of money
I be speaking, the be screaming they fiending for me
But it just be my money
Uh, pull up, I'll be dressing, y'all be
'Cause you know that I'm the bomb,
me, girl!
See, I don't your bitch, boy, she got mileage
She choke more than a cinnamon
And oh you never see me 'round
And all too money to count it
They like ooh you know stuff
Baby, that's up
Got a in Virginia that look better than all your spouses
They like ooh you your stuff
Baby, what's up
Got a girl in that look better than all your spouses

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

I'm up this bitch, I got money to burn so she her tits
Till I look in her face, and I put it
I throwing this money around
She think so bad
She don't know I had plenty bad
Some of quarters but know that I keep a few dimes around
Girl, popping, keep popping
stop till the money, ain't dropping
Body bangin' but yo trash
I'm up and I got cash
Your passed 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, down on luck, down, oh