Luyện nghe bài hát Big Bankroll

(Drell On The Track)
(Goddamn, BJ with one) Yeah
I'm full of drugs and I'm turnt up, nigga
I'm still in love and I'm and I'm and I'm muggin',
I'll a nigga if he ever try to slug a nigga
Huh? Yeah,

Big bankroll in my pocket, okay, go
Toting on 223s with my partner smoking dope
Playboy lifestyle, I got hella
had the baddest of 'em all
And I still never chose
Fuck that shit, hang up the phone, talkin' no money, man, I'm done with that
Told my youngin' he better not spinnin' on him 'til we done with that
I'm walkin' with a hunnid stacks, drum, it hold a hunnid, yeah
He took that blick out his pants and top
Ain't gave boy no pass
I put that bitch on his ass

I say murder, we gon' the blow the up
I'm talkin' to the point where they can't even serve
I say they all deceased whenever that we on
You be on point, we pull up shootin' tryna murk something
One body, two body, body, four
bodies, now we knockin' at your door
Been in that for 'bout a month, these niggas hoes
Straight with them poles
Bending with my lit bros
Out at night, get life stole
Harbor freight, use no stove
the shit then get it sold
Face the bitch, he break the
I talk that Tar & Ferry, fuck that nigga, I could my own
We call Hard Feddi, on this, you take it, lose your dome
I got servin' for me now my baby mamas used to fuck
That spot you known them niggas for to be at, I'm the reason they ain't
I'm the founder of the killings season, every month I pay that
Nigga know I'm in that car, most I'm tryna see if they here, bitch

Big in my pocket, okay, let's go
Toting on 223s with my partner smoking dope
Playboy lifestyle, I got hella
had the baddest of 'em all
And I still ain't chose
Fuck that shit, hang up the phone, ain't talkin' no money, man, I'm with that
Told my youngin' he better not stop spinnin' on him 'til we with that
I'm walkin' with a hunnid stacks, this drum, it hold a hunnid,
He took that straight out his pants and top
Ain't that boy no pass
I put bitch right on his ass

Do she love me or do she me not?
I don't know, I gotta see, but me out, XO
I'm like is I'm gon' him or he gon' kill me?
But, fuck, I think I myself 'cause I just ran out of leaves
Man, look, I'm up and I'm fucked up, fuck that pussy nigga
Nigga know them jiggas got dope 'em, so I'm bucked up tryna zip a nigga
Since I was on, who made me?
I go two months without killing me a nigga
Let niggas talk that shit for Insta
God'll tell you I'm a bloody nigga, bitch
Two I split between two niggas, and get it back
Officer, when you talk 'bout selling drugs, I verses, you mean crack
'Cause the only I got, I serve that shit there back to back
Y'all paint me like I'm of violence
Any on me refer to shootin' back
They pinpoint who I whacked
you bitches out like back to back
Make 'em come and the charc, who next?
I want another hat like motherfuck
I ten my twin, you better not touch that
Every time we see you up
Bitch, you know you gettin' at

Big in my pocket, okay, let's go
on 223s with my partner smoking hella dope
Playboy lifestyle, I got hella
had the baddest of 'em all
And I still never chose
Fuck shit, hang up the phone, ain't talkin' no money, man, I'm done with that
Told my youngin' he better not stop on him 'til we done with that
I'm with a hunnid stacks, this drum, it hold a hunnid, yeah
He took that blick straight out his and top
Ain't that boy no pass
I put bitch right on his ass

Murder, we throw the curveball
Gotta get it, boy, pussy ass niggas can't say nothin'
(Drell On The Track) We gon' up, drill 'em all, yeah
(Goddamn, BJ with another one) Pull up, we gon' spray 'em down,