Luyện nghe bài hát Running Back

Bitches want money stacks, I want my percent
She told me to hit the hole, I used to play running
You be fumbling, don't you give 'em no gun again
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 be coming in
See you just 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 a tummy tuck
Since Jesus of Nazareth, the you've come across
I be with killers coming home
They hope is me and the Quran
They only wish is for a new
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
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 money stacks, I just want my
She told me to hit the hole, I used to play 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 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 be coming in

These bitches money stacks
Me? I want a stacks
These bitches selling soul
Well, I my money back
She bounce it like jumping jacks, but she got a ass
Look what them booty shots to that
That bitch 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
'Cause they know that y'all believe
why I get high 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 money, mane
She do something strange for money,
Yeah, I used to play running
I turnt that football to a money bag, I'm

Bitches want money stacks, I just want my
She told me to hit the hole, I used to running back
You niggas be fumbling, don't you '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 coming in, the money be 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 (balling), hey (hey darling)
Sweet darling (hey darling), you 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