Luyện nghe bài hát Down On Your Luck

I walk in bitch looking just like a bag of money
I be speaking, the girls be they fiending for me
But really it be my money
Uh, up, I'll be dressing, y'all be stressing
'Cause you know I'm the bomb, Armageddon
me, girl!
See, I want your bitch, boy, she got mileage
She choke more than a cinnamon
And oh you never see me here
And all too money to count it
They like ooh you know your
Baby, that's up
Got a girl in Virginia that better than all your spouses
They ooh you know your stuff
Baby, that's up
Got a in Virginia that look better than all your 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 money to burn so she stacking her
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 bitches bad
Some of them quarters but that I keep a few dimes around
Girl, keep popping, keep
Don't stop the money, ain't dropping
Body bangin' but yo trash
I'm up and I got cash
luck 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, on your luck, down, oh