Luyện nghe bài hát Running Back

Bitches money stacks, I just want my percent
She told me to hit the hole, I used to play back
You niggas be fumbling, you give 'em no gun again
bitches be flying out, yeah, 'cause money be coming in
Said the money be in, the money be coming in
The money be coming in, the be coming in
See you niggas run your mouth, yeah
My niggas, we run shit
The money be coming in, the money be in

Look, my bitch is on Tumblr, bitch need a tummy tuck
Since Jesus of Nazareth, the realest come across
I be with killers just coming
They only is me and the Quran
They only is for a new chain
But stuck up in the ankle bracelet
I get the money stacked, see the moon's where it's at
And I where the realest be
And the quickest, see baby, you lapped
Yeah, the DMV on the map
a city, two states if you can count
I'm as as I say, I never lie
So whenever I go, know I'm runnin'

Bitches money stacks, I just want my percent
She told me to hit the hole, I used to play running
You niggas be fumbling, don't you give 'em no gun
These bitches be out, yeah, 'cause money be coming in
the money be coming in, the money be coming in
The money be coming in, the money be in
See you niggas just run mouth, yeah
My niggas, we run this
The be coming in, the money be coming in

These bitches want money
Me? I want a hundred
These bitches selling soul
Well, I my money back
She bounce it like jacks, but she got a funny ass
Look what them booty shots to that
That bitch need her back, Lord
She like the finer things, she said I her a diamond ring
She say I buy her all of things
She lie about
I put her on time out and
I cut the bitch off like a thread of
These say about anything
'Cause they know that believe everything
That's why I get about every day
All of this fog like the weather
the strip club to a hurricane
We got that cocaine, snow gang
And we do not play games 'bout money,
She do something strange for money,
Yeah, I to play running back
I turnt that football to a money bag, I'm

Bitches want money stacks, I want my percent
She told me to hit the hole, I to play running back
You niggas be fumbling, don't you give 'em no gun
bitches be flying out, yeah, 'cause money be coming in
Said the money be coming in, the be coming in
The be coming in, the money be coming in
See you niggas just run your mouth,
My niggas, we run this
The money be coming in, the money be in

We balling, we
Balling (balling), hey (hey darling)
Sweet darling (hey darling), you know we
We balling, Wale, fuck me
baby!
Yeah, Blue Moon,
We gon' ball all season, whole season and
For no reason, with me