Luyện nghe bài hát Pull Dat Cash Out / December

30, you a for this one

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

I can't believe these pussy nigga 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 fuck da spot got hot, found a leak through ya hole
You been pillow talkin' woe, killa talkin' cold
Real talkin' codes, I say jigga, that's 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)
stay on tippy toe (tip), goin this way way up on you hoes
Damn right off in this bitch, I'll put K up on her bro
I was tryna get money, you tryna fade the draco

Young nigga ballin' 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 still flirtin', what's a dick? That's a
I ain't fuckin' wit no crab bitch, baby pull cash out huh
Pull that out, baby this your last shot
I ain't wit no pussy nigga, who gon' be tearin' out?
You gon' be tearin' out, you ain't bust nann shot

nigga thought that he was mob, he just a mascot
Young Vito way, rookie of the year like
I got young killas, like Curry, they don't miss a shot
They don't miss a shot, I send 'em up through ya spot
Nigga had da nerve to ask Lil' 1 'bout a pussy ass
That hoe belong to me or you, that hoe belong straight to dick
These hoes belong to dick,
I'ma young nigga from the (from the bricks)
got feelings for a bitch (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 smoke? think so
Hangin' out with them dracos, walkin' up with them
Mob for life that's the way it goes, ya out that's the way it go

Young nigga ballin' Curry, bitch keep stalkin' 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 That's a thirty
I ain't fuckin' wit no crab bitch, pull that cash out huh
Pull that cash out, baby this your last
I ain't fuckin' wit no pussy nigga, who gon' be out?
You gon' be tearin' out, you ain't bust nann shot, pussy

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