Luyện nghe bài hát Running Back

Bitches want stacks, I just want my percent
She told me to hit the hole, I used to play back
You niggas be fumbling, don't you 'em no gun again
These bitches be flying out, yeah, 'cause money be in
Said the money be coming in, the money be 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

Look, my bitch is on Tumblr, your bitch need a tummy
Since of Nazareth, the realest you've come across
I be with killers just coming
only hope is me and the Quran
They wish is for a new chain
But they stuck up in the ankle
I get the money stacked, see the where it's sunny at
And I move where the 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 as I say, I never lie
So whenever I go, know I'm back

Bitches want money stacks, I just want my
She told me to hit the hole, I used to play back
You be fumbling, don't 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 coming in, the be coming in
See you just run your mouth, yeah
My niggas, we run shit
The be coming in, the money be coming in

These bitches want stacks
Me? I want a hundred
bitches selling their soul
Well, I want my money
She bounce it like jacks, but she got a funny 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 of things
She lie everything
I put her on time out and
I cut the bitch off a thread of string
These hoes'll say about
they know that y'all believe everything
That's why I get high every day
All of this fog the weather change
Turn the strip to a hurricane
We got that cocaine, snow gang
And we do not play games money, mane
She do something strange for money,
Yeah, I used to play back
I that football to a money bag, I'm gone

Bitches want money stacks, I just want my
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 money be coming in, the be coming in
The money be coming in, the be coming in
See you niggas just run your mouth,
My niggas, we run shit
The money be coming in, the be coming in

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