Luyện nghe bài hát Running Back

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

Look, my bitch is on Tumblr, your bitch need a tuck
Since Jesus of Nazareth, the realest you've come
I be killers just coming home
They only hope is me and the
They wish is for a new chain
But they stuck up in the bracelet
I get the stacked, see the moon's where it's sunny 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 want stacks, I just want my percent
She told me to hit the hole, I used to play back
You be fumbling, don't you give 'em no gun again
These be flying out, yeah, 'cause money be coming in
Said the money be coming in, the money be in
The money be coming in, the money be in
See you niggas just run your mouth,
My niggas, we run shit
The be coming in, the money be coming in

These bitches want stacks
Me? I want a stacks
These bitches their soul
Well, I my money back
She bounce it like jumping jacks, but she got a ass
Look what booty shots done to that
That need her money back, Lord
She like the things, she said I sent her a diamond ring
She say I buy her all kinds of
She lie about
I put her on out and everything
I cut the off like a thread of string
These hoes'll say about
'Cause they know that y'all everything
why I get high about every day
All of this fog like the change
Turn the club to a hurricane
We got cocaine, snow flurry gang
And we do not play 'bout money, mane
She do strange for money, mane
Yeah, I used to running back
I turnt that to a money bag, I'm gone

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

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