Luyện nghe bài hát Pull Dat Cash Out / December

30, you a fool for one

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

I can't these pussy nigga tryna beef about this hoe
This a freak, ain't ya hoe, you ain't street boy, you's a hoe
I was tryna out how fuck that he came through the hole
How the fuck da spot got hot, found a went through ya hole
You been pillow talkin' woe, real killa cold
Real nigga talkin' codes, I say jigga, a low
Got a jugga in DC, got fight that off in court
So many jugg, I need a just like Hov
Send a bankroll, not hoes (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 this bitch, I'll put K up on her bro
I was just get money, you tryna fade the draco

Young nigga like Curry, bitch keep stalkin' my jewelry
Sixes all on the curb and know a young swervin'
All my young niggas lurkin', bitch get on purpose
With my bitch she flirtin', what's a dick? That's a thirty
I ain't wit no crab bitch, baby pull that 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

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

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

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