Luyện nghe bài hát Running Back

Bitches want stacks, I just want 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 be flying out, yeah, 'cause money 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 just run mouth, yeah
My niggas, we run this
The be coming in, the money be coming in

Look, my bitch is on Tumblr, your bitch a tummy tuck
Since of Nazareth, the realest you've come across
I be with just coming home
They hope is me and the Quran
They only is for a new chain
But they stuck up in the ankle
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
That's a city, two if you can count
I'm as real as I say, I lie
So whenever I go, know I'm back

want 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 'em no gun again
These bitches be out, yeah, 'cause money be coming in
Said the money be coming in, the money be in
The money be coming in, the be coming in
See you niggas just run your mouth,
My niggas, we run this
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 them booty shots done to
bitch need her money back, Lord
She the finer things, she said I sent her a diamond ring
She say I buy her all of things
She lie about
I put her on out and everything
I cut the bitch off a thread of string
These hoes'll say anything
'Cause they know that y'all everything
That's why I get high about day
All of this fog like the change
Turn the strip club to a
We got that cocaine, flurry gang
And we do not play 'bout money, mane
She do something strange for money,
Yeah, I to play running back
I turnt that to a money bag, I'm gone

Bitches want money stacks, I 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
These be flying out, yeah, 'cause money be coming in
Said the money be coming in, the money be in
The be coming in, the money be coming in
See you just run your mouth, yeah
My niggas, we run this
The money be coming in, the be coming in

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