Luyện nghe bài hát Next Check

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

[Verse 1: Rob
I got I ain't pay for yet
Copped the piece just to cover the debt
I must admit summer was lit
Now I up in this bitch like it's money to get
Toast to the life that we
Took losses, came up like
Tryna paint a picture only got two
The Pablo cut, a part like Moses
Walk with my team in a sea full of
Offset the flow, my for the culture
Write To Dream now the dream getting closer
Nightmares of devils drinkin' lean with the
Awakened by sweats
Dapper Dan Gucci paid in full with no
Got mine rap, facts, no flex
Tryna cop the crib before I cop the

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

[Verse 2: P]
We talk about the next check
My on it, meaning I accept
And it
It look nice, but I still it moderate
Need a to follow it
Next check I'ma it up
Get it back, it up again
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 around, 'fore I burn 'em down wit the strap nigga
check is to myself
Gotta up on ya health
Gotta check up on ya
Got checks up on ya
Another check up in the
I'm a real chess player, make the melt
Ghost,

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

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

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