Luyện nghe bài hát Next Check

[Chorus: Rob
check gonna be for a million
I don't know how I know, I just it
Palms itching,
Multiple money we don't understand division
Fuck it up, get it back and it up
it up, get it back, fuck it up
Next check be for a million
I don't know how I know, I just it

1: Rob Markman]
I got I ain't pay for yet
Copped the Jesus just to cover the debt
I admit last summer was lit
Now I walk up in this bitch it's money to get
to the life that we choses
Took losses, came up roses
paint a picture only got two poses
The cut, with a part like Moses
Walk with my in a sea full of posers
Offset the flow, my for the culture
Dropped Write To Dream now the dream getting
Nightmares of drinkin' lean with the vutures
by cold sweats
Dapper Dan paid in full with no debt
Got before rap, facts, no flex
cop the crib before I cop the Rolex

[Chorus: Rob
Next check be for a million
I don't know how I know, I feel it
itching, intuition
Multiple this money we understand division
Fuck it up, get it back and it up
it up, get it back, fuck it up
Next check be for a million
I know how I know, I just feel it

[Verse 2: P]
We could talk about the next
My signature's on it, meaning I
And it
It look nice, but I still keep it
Need a to follow it
check I'ma fuck it up
Get it back, fuck it up
Got work, cut it up
No dairy, but I'm up
Gotta leather that Mayweather rock just to stunt on us
Next is to the rap niggas
If I'm in the back, you ain't got to worry cause I lap
Or I'm standin' there to niggas
Make 'em turn around, 'fore I 'em down wit the strap nigga
Next is to myself
Gotta check up on ya
Gotta up on ya wealth
Got checks up on ya
Another up in the belt
I'm a chess player, make the checkerboard melt
Ghost,

[Chorus: Rob
Next check be for a million
I don't know how I know, I feel it
itching, intuition
Multiple this we don't understand division
Fuck it up, get it and fuck it up
it up, get it back, fuck it up
Next check be for a million
I don't how I know, I just feel it

[Verse 3: Cris
I just feel paper comin', that's my intuition
Need them Steph Curry numbers, leave them in their
golden, mouth on diamonds when I smile they glisten
Warrior mentality, we all opposition
They lookin' salty while we the stats
The Bronx boy they said couldn't got 'em watchin' their backs
I'm in meetings, feet up, like add more zeros to that
These boys for a deal they signed for less than a pack
These Don C's on my feet ain't cheap, matter of
the team, Noc beats ain't cheap
Must be the Bow Wow Challenge, trap y'all seen
Everybody talk G but seen men bleed
all irrelevant
Fuck Trump, only rockin' dead presidents
Fuck up some paper, cop some the only medicine
Simple math, more you cop, that the numbers get
Waitin' for that million check so I could blow the shit

Rob Markman]
Next gonna be for a million
I don't know how I know, I feel it
Palms itching,
Multiple money we don't understand division
Fuck it up, get it back and it up
Fuck it up, get it back, it up
Next gonna be for a million
I don't know how I know, I just it