Luyện nghe bài hát Pull Dat Cash Out / December

30, you a fool for one

Young nigga ballin' like Curry, bitch keep my jewelry
Sixes all on the and know a young nigga swervin'
All my young niggas lurkin', bitch get messy on
With my bitch she still flirtin', what's a dick? a thirty
I ain't fuckin' wit no crab bitch, baby pull cash out huh
Pull cash out, baby this your last shot
I ain't fuckin' wit no nigga, who gon' 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 tryna find out how fuck that he came through the
How the da spot got hot, found a leak went through ya hole
You been pillow woe, real killa talkin' cold
Real nigga talkin' codes, I say jigga, a low
Got a in DC, got fight that jigga off in court
So many jugg, I need a bankroll like Hov
Send a bankroll, not these (bankroll)
Rest easy Bankroll, 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 fade the

Young nigga ballin' like Curry, bitch keep stalkin' my
Sixes all on the curb and a young nigga swervin'
All my young lurkin', bitch 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, pull that cash out huh
that cash out, baby this your last shot
I ain't fuckin' wit no nigga, who gon' be tearin' out?
You gon' be tearin' out, you ain't gon' nann shot

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

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

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