Luyện nghe bài hát Cashed Out

(Got me cashed out, got me cashed out, no, I'm cashed out
Got me cashed out, got me cashed out, no, I'm fucking out)

is my life, where the fuck do I begin?
I'll what you got, this is Hollywood Undead
Motherfuckers looking at us when they want bread
Got us on a world tour and it ends
moves, cashing checks, and I'm out the door
Couple bottles, fifteen hundred, yeah, it's on the
Loose, vivid and I think I'm losing all control
My frozen, take a hint, now it's time to go
This shit, no, it ain't a day job
But I treat it like one, that's I'm a fucking stud
Champagne and you know it's nonstop
Pouring out these bottles Niagra on a drop-top
I everything, yeah, I blacked out
Didn't pay the bills, wifey me to chill out?
I act a when I see these girlies' thongs out
Yeah, I'm with the plug and strippers got me cashed out

Everybody thrash now before we out
Spending all this money, as fuck, ain't coming back down
Let's fucking now before we cash out
Spending all this money, high as fuck, coming back down

Got me out, g-got me cashed out
Got me out, g-got me cashed out
Cashed out, g-got me out
Spending all this money, high as fuck, ain't coming down
(Fucking out, no, I'm fucking cashed out)

on that blue palm, sniff a couple pounds
Pull up to those Jumbo's, yeah, we acting
Strippers on that pole and you know they break it
Take a bow, blow a kiss, bring sins to my crowd
Yeah, I got a couple chains and they looking
One says "RIP", the is Jesus Christ
And that's that high life, smoking at the bright lights
Making bad decisions, yeah, I do this every

Everybody thrash now we cash out
Spending all this money, high as fuck, ain't coming down
Let's fucking now before we cash out
Spending all this money, high as fuck, ain't coming back

Got me cashed out, g-got me out
Got me cashed out, me cashed out
out, g-got me cashed out
Spending all this money, as fuck, ain't coming back down

Business got me running 'em, bitches spending money on 'em
Sick that homie Funny on 'em, stack them and flaunt it on 'em
You don't want any problems, stacking chips and popping bottles
Up in the club with Gucci bottoms, up in the club with bottoms

My exes meet my hoes, that like Tic-Tac-Toe
If a bitch stole your money, you should get that hoe
And you get it back you better spend that dough
Get you a bunch of coke, you better blow that
Everybody now before we cash out
Spending all money, high as fuck, ain't coming back down
fucking thrash now before we cash out
Spending all this money, as fuck, ain't coming back down
Got me cashed out, me cashed out
Got me cashed out, me cashed out
Cashed out, g-got me out
Spending all this money, as fuck, ain't coming back down