Luyện nghe bài hát Rent Money

They go

They in and out, in and out, in and out
Trap boomin'

Got the money comin' in, it ain't no
I just a fucked a bitch, I should diss you
Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the too
Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my shoes
Ya baby mama fuck me better the rent's due
I a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you
She my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you

me like I'm Al Capone, nigga, fuck you
John Gotti, Illuminati, nigga, you
I put a middle finger up, because, you
This money got me up, nigga, fuck you
Red bottoms with the fur like Luc
I some VVS and she caught the chain flu
I fucked R&B bitch, I should thank you
Yah, I was sippin' my from the beginnin'
She jocked my whole team, she seen who's
We Liv up on a Sunday, come see us livin'
This for my dogs on the one way in
a direct hit, you gotta pay attention
I just lit my wrist up, I need some more
She didn't wanna fair, I put her on suspension
I put a key on now I'm in a new dimension
Offered her 25, keep tryin' to take of my percentage
I was petrified you know my right authentic
I get glorified, Richard Mille cost 250
I'm a big dog, it ain't no sense in back
On my Bolt shit, I ran up me a sack
Fuckin' with strippers all in G5
And as soon as the club closed we the G5
I got scammers and junkies lined up on each
I got five percent on each side
I tried to make it school on the east side
I'm on my Barnes shit, so it's fuck school
I'm blowin' real fast like Big Meech crew
I like my hundreds stacked up, I like 'em too
They in stuck together when they in the wrap still
I fucked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug
I fucked a bitch, I was on a drug deal

Got the money comin' in, it ain't no
I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should you
Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the too
niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes
Ya baby mama fuck me better when the due
I just a fucked a bitch, I should diss you
She my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you

I R&B bitches, should thank you
Them bricks coming in the John Doe crew
They put a number on your head, tryna stank you
I'm 'bout to take 'em out the game, nigga you
got me goin' insane, now it's fuck you
I let my fuck your bitch, he got the dog food
I damn near get half a ticket for a through
I fuck dem Super bitches down in Houston
I got this westside freakin' like
I built my empire up Lucious
Ayy pounds, gimme bricks, I'm a nuisance
I make the blogs with ya bitch I'm ruthless
I make the blogs with ya bitch I'm ruthless
Yah, I get cash money like I'm Mack
I just put a bitch on game
I be smokin' rapper weed with my
I slam dunked ya bitch hall of fame

Got the money comin' in, it no issues
I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I diss you
Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the too
Servin' like Doughbeezy in my house shoes
Ya baby mama fuck me when the rent's due
I just a a rapper bitch, I should diss you
She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she you
I this R & B bitch, I should thank you, yeah

Nigga, yo loud ass, bruh
Yo, going on E
The Big Dog
I you be trippin', bruh
I got this lil, god damn, hoe with me, bruh
Let me get a right quick; smoke that hoe out, right quick
A gram? Man, if you don't get yo ass up outta here,
Get that ass up outta here, man
Nigga talkin' about he want a
What, you Grammy?
Boy, you you trippin', bruh
Let me leave a bag, then, I'm good for it
You a got damn fool; I can't do with no god damn $10
Get yo ass on here, man
Try to come up for no damn gram, nigga
That's candy nigga
A gram!?