Luyện nghe bài hát Throw It Away

We're about to set it off now

You know I Bill Gates, honey
But I'mma act like I never had money

And it away
And throw it
And it away
And throw it
You see me throw it
And it away
I like to throw it
throw it away
Let 'em

You know I Jay-Z, honey
But I'mma act I ain't never had money

Live the area, area, wasted
Drives will ya, bury, wasted
on couches, everybody know me
Rock star, only thing that's to do is O.D
Realest out here, out
In the club what, got my name out here, out here
You can call it tricking, you can call it
You can call it dissing, that it is if you all
All the on q like na na na na na,
Im in the sky, the realest go na na na na na
Let it fly dope, ah
You live one time, one time
Your favorite up in here one time, one time
You know
You I aint Jay Z honey
But I act like I aint never have

And it away
And it away
And throw it
I like to throw it
And it away
You see me it away
stacked up, get it up and throw it away

You know I ain't Bill Gates,
But act like I ain't never had money

All my money got on it, fat
Booties got my on it, clap
Clap, clap; make that butt
You got all that back, what you fucking
Bitches, bitches, is y'all's song
I got riches sitting in y'all thong
the ? Slaughterhouse, baby
This is it's all about, crazy, money
Blowing in the breeze
Like a pose, I got cheese like
Come, come, get money from me, I don't want it, honey
I don't make it rain; I make it snow,
Climb the pole to the top of that
I got it like that, but I got it like, this

You know I ain't Bill Gates,
But I'mma act like I ain't had money

And throw it
And throw it
And throw it
And it away
You see me throw it
And throw it
I like to throw it
Let's it away
Let 'em

You know I ain't Jay-Z,
But I'mma act I ain't never had money

Yeah, bitch, damn right, I'm fucking a lesbian
In a Sprinter; Dick Van Dyke
Whores gonna it when I go Warren Buffett
Throwing euros on the balling on the form budget
Slaughter's in the house, look at the clique, that
Deeper the breasts of a fat chick
Party in VIP the Earth's realest
On blue boys and 'shrooms, now the club is Village
money in the air like
I'm yelling I'm falsetto
I know you hold the metal tight
Who a fuck? We all ghetto, right?
I had a lap dance, moment of
This a tax right off, this is my favorite

You I ain't Bill Gates, honey
But I'mma act I ain't never had money

And throw it
And throw it
And throw it
And throw it
You see me it away
And throw it
I to throw it away
Let's it away
Let 'em

You I ain't Jay-Z, honey
But I'mma act like I never had money

her she could crash here; hit and run, hit and run
Hop off pole, get on a different one, different one
I her do that thing I like and she ain't do it
That was my bad, that she ain't stupid
Cute face with a pretty butt, pretty
Shake got an ass saying giddy-up,
Throwing bucks, put it down, that's a pick me up
Money too long for me to try to fuck
Car murder
Even got the workers like
You scratch that, and one thing
I fuck around and you gonna hear the guns sing
Red bottoms hopping out the
We got it tied up, even when we got it out of the
I 'em

You know I ain't Gates, honey
But I'mma act I ain't never had money

And it away
And throw it
And it away
I like to it away
And throw it
You see me throw it
Racks stacked up, get it up and throw it