Luyện nghe bài hát FBH

These niggas don't want it us, they're pussy
Philly!

in the trenches, all my chains on
Probably riding 'lone with your main
Louboutin kicks ain't got a on 'em
Finger by the head, I call it
She suck me off while I reel the Wraith
You be in hood never feeling safe
Stacking up the money, trying to the safe
I'm never coming home, I catch case
Felonies, my niggas got
We was selling dog food, I'm talking pedigree
Had that white girl popping when niggas was trees
And when we were selling trees, those busting like
Oh, love the hoes, I've been in and out 'em
If you need the work, know my got it
Trapped the for the thirty-six
It's right in front of you like Benihana

Blowing money fast, blowing fast
Blowing money fast, blowing money
Running through the bag, through the bag
Blowing money fast, blowing fast

you came from nothing, fuck being humble
Fuck being humble, fuck being
'em that I'm strapped, I don't wanna rumble
Fuck being humble, fuck humble

Fuck being humble when you in the
If I hit your ho, I even sorry
it in her quarter like I'm Dez Bryant
Chain Roc Nation, all these damn
I feel like I'm Michee before he to jail
Fucking up Atlanta every I hit it
Mixing that Givenchy the YSL
time I checked, I was that fucking nigga
Feel evident and we chasing money and never
Balling on bitches like and we don't ever miss 'em
Bust 'em down, fuck 'em good, never 'em
Tell your baby I said, "Fuck his feelings!"

Blowing money fast, blowing fast
Blowing money fast, money fast
Running the bag, running through the bag
Blowing money fast, blowing fast

When you came from nothing, being humble
Fuck humble, fuck being humble
Tell 'em that I'm strapped, I wanna rumble
being humble, fuck being humble

(When you came nothing, fuck being humble
being humble, fuck being humble
Tell 'em that I'm strapped, I don't rumble
Fuck being humble, being humble)