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 be fumbling, don't you give 'em no gun again
These bitches be flying out, yeah, 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 your mouth,
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 you've come across
I be with killers just home
They only hope is me and the
They wish is for a new chain
But they up in the ankle bracelet
I get the money stacked, see the moon's where sunny at
And I where the realest be
And the quickest, see baby, you lapped
Yeah, the DMV on the map
That's a city, two states if you can
I'm as real as I say, I 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 running
You niggas be fumbling, you give 'em no gun again
These bitches be flying out, yeah, 'cause money be in
Said the be coming in, the money 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 in, the money be coming in

bitches want money stacks
Me? I want a stacks
These bitches selling their
Well, I my money back
She it like jumping jacks, but she got a funny ass
what them booty shots done to that
That need her money back, Lord
She like the finer things, she said I her a diamond ring
She say I buy her all kinds of
She lie everything
I put her on time out and
I cut the bitch off like a of string
hoes'll say about anything
'Cause they that y'all believe everything
That's why I get about every day
All of fog like the weather change
Turn the strip club to a
We got that cocaine, snow gang
And we do not games 'bout money, mane
She do something for money, mane
Yeah, I to play running back
I that football to a money bag, I'm gone

want money stacks, I just want my percent
She me to hit the hole, I used 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 be coming in, the money be coming in
See you niggas run your mouth, yeah
My niggas, we run shit
The be coming in, the money be coming in

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