Luyện nghe bài hát Pull Dat Cash Out / December

30, you a fool for one

Young nigga ballin' like Curry, bitch keep stalkin' my
Sixes all on the curb and know a nigga swervin'
All my young niggas lurkin', get messy on purpose
With my she still flirtin', what's a dick? That's a thirty
I ain't fuckin' wit no crab bitch, baby that cash out huh
that cash out, baby this your last shot
I ain't fuckin' wit no pussy nigga, who be tearin' out?
You gon' be tearin' out, you ain't gon' bust shot

I can't believe these nigga tryna beef about this hoe
a freak, this ain't ya hoe, you ain't street boy, you's a hoe
I was find out how fuck that he came through the hole
How the fuck da spot got hot, found a leak went through ya
You been pillow talkin' woe, real killa talkin'
Real nigga codes, I say jigga, that's a low
Got a jugga in DC, got fight that off in court
So many jugg, I a bankroll just like Hov
Send a bankroll, not hoes (bankroll)
easy Bankroll, still my bro (rest easy Bankroll)
Gotta stay on tippy toe (tip), goin this way way up on you
Damn right off in bitch, I'll put this K up on her bro
I was just tryna get money, you tryna the draco

Young nigga ballin' like Curry, bitch keep stalkin' my
all on the curb and know a young nigga swervin'
All my niggas lurkin', bitch get messy on purpose
With my bitch she still flirtin', what's a dick? a thirty
I ain't fuckin' wit no crab bitch, baby that cash out huh
Pull that cash out, baby your last shot
I ain't fuckin' wit no pussy nigga, who gon' be out?
You gon' be tearin' out, you ain't bust nann shot

Pussy thought that he was mob, he just a mascot
Young way, rookie of the year like Prescott
I got young killas, like Curry, they don't miss a shot
They don't a shot, I send 'em straight up through ya spot
had da nerve to ask Lil' 1 'bout a pussy ass bitch
That hoe don't belong to me or you, that hoe belong to dick
hoes belong straight to dick,
I'ma nigga from the bricks (from the bricks)
got feelings for a bitch (no,
no) unless she tryna get me (for real)
Money, power, respect though, up by the bankroll
Want problems? Ain't think so, want some smoke? Ain't think so
Hangin' out with dracos, walkin' up with them dracos
Mob for life that's the way it goes, cross ya out the way it go

nigga ballin' like Curry, bitch keep stalkin' my jewelry
Sixes all on the and know a young nigga swervin'
All my young niggas lurkin', get messy on purpose
With my bitch she flirtin', what's a dick? That's a thirty
I ain't fuckin' wit no crab bitch, baby pull cash out huh
Pull that cash out, baby your last shot
I ain't fuckin' wit no pussy nigga, who gon' be tearin'
You be tearin' out, you ain't gon' bust nann shot, pussy

"December"
Ayo Troub, get at me bruh, it's WiLL, I'm at the yo.
It was me callin' from 404 number man like.
This my new bruh, get at me, I'm at the yo