Luyện nghe bài hát Running Back

Bitches want money stacks, I just my percent
She told me to hit the hole, I to play running back
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 money be 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

Look, my bitch is on Tumblr, your bitch need a tuck
Since Jesus of Nazareth, the realest you've across
I be with killers just home
only hope is me and the Quran
They only is for a new chain
But they up in the ankle bracelet
I get the money stacked, see the moon's where it's at
And I move 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 real as I say, I 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 running
You niggas be fumbling, don't you give 'em no gun
These bitches be flying out, yeah, 'cause 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 run your mouth, yeah
My niggas, we run this
The be coming in, the money be coming in

These bitches want money
Me? I want a hundred
These selling their soul
Well, I want my back
She it like jumping jacks, but she got a funny ass
Look what them booty shots done to
That bitch 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 about
I put her on out and everything
I cut the bitch off like a thread of
hoes'll say about anything
'Cause they know that y'all everything
why I get high about every day
All of this fog like the change
the strip club to a hurricane
We got that cocaine, flurry gang
And we do not play 'bout money, mane
She do strange for money, mane
Yeah, I used to play running
I turnt that football to a bag, I'm gone

Bitches want stacks, I just want my percent
She told me to hit the hole, I used to running back
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 money be in
See you niggas just run mouth, yeah
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, fuck me
baby!
Yeah, Blue Moon,
We gon' ball all season, whole season and
For no reason, with me