Luyện nghe bài hát Running Back

Bitches money 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 flying out, yeah, 'cause be coming in
Said the money be in, the money be coming in
The money be coming in, the money be 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 a tummy tuck
Since of Nazareth, the realest 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 stuck up in the ankle bracelet
I get the money stacked, see the where it's sunny at
And I move where the be
And the quickest, see baby, you gettin'
Yeah, the DMV on the map
That's a city, two if you can count
I'm as real as I say, I lie
So whenever I go, I'm runnin' back

Bitches want stacks, I just want my percent
She me to hit the hole, I used to play 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 money be in
The money be coming in, the money be in
See you just run your mouth, yeah
My niggas, we run this
The be coming in, the money be coming in

These bitches want stacks
Me? I want a stacks
These bitches selling their
Well, I my money back
She it like jumping jacks, but she got a funny ass
what them 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 kinds of
She lie everything
I put her on out and everything
I cut the bitch off like a of string
hoes'll say about anything
'Cause they know that y'all everything
That's why I get high about day
All of this fog like the weather
Turn the strip club to a
We got cocaine, snow flurry gang
And we do not play games money, mane
She do strange for money, mane
Yeah, I to play running back
I turnt football to a money bag, I'm gone

Bitches want money stacks, I just my percent
She told me to hit the hole, I to play running back
You niggas be fumbling, don't you give 'em no gun
These bitches be flying out, yeah, 'cause money be in
the money be coming in, the money be coming in
The be coming in, the money be coming in
See you just run your mouth, yeah
My niggas, we run shit
The money be coming in, the money be in

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