Luyện nghe bài hát Go Get Sum Mo

This water on me got my froze
Coupe the suicide doors
And I love all of my (I love 'em)
Yeah, I all of my hoes, ayy
She cookin' breakfast no clothes
I'm some' a pimp, that's for sure
I it and go get some more
Yeah, I it and go get some more
Bitch have my money, bitch better have my money
better have my money
In somethin' foreign 200, I might go shopping in London
I it and go get some more
Yeah, I spend it and go get some

some more money, beat another case
Riding eleven like Scarface
6.000 tuxedo
These bitches just love a nigga's
Little bitty nigga with a big ego
bank accounts with a whole lot of zeros
Lil' I'm Michael, you Tito
I like I been selling kilos
I put my bitch in a Benz
so she can flex on her friends
I used to sell out my mama's house
had all the money at grandma's house
I go on Rodeo, fuck up a
Smokin' blunts and eating
Still them niggas I came up with
I can never trust a bitch
and multiplication
We this money up daily
Instagram sensations
For bullshit I got no
I out, I jump out, I jump out
The back of the Phantom all this ice
I it, I want it, I want it
I get it, I don't give a what the price

Water on my neck got me
Coupe got the suicide doors,
Ain't savin' these hoes,
No I ain't these hoes
She breakfast with no clothes, yeah
I'm somethin' like a pimp, that's for sure,
Spend it and go get more, yeah
Spend it and go get more
Bitch better have my money, better have my money
Bitch better my money
In somethin' foreign going 200, I go shopping in London
I spend it and go get more
Yeah, I spend it and go get some

This rap too easy, my left wrist too freezy
She butt naked in the kitchen breakfast, eggs over easy
I'm the king but I don't play for
I'm feeling just the weed man
When he got the keys in
So strong, can't in
Bitch have my guala
Looking I sell narcota (scurr)
like I hit the lotto (pow)
And the devil still wears Prada, it's
Money hoes my motto
How you bad but you don't
If I front you my
Then you have my dollars, Gucci
Scratch like I'm Pimp C
Big hustle like
Benz, my crip B
12 on Forgis
And wife she choosing
Better get a divorce
I want to buy charges not
She she had an abortion

on my neck got me froze
Coupe got the suicide doors,
savin' these hoes, yeah
No I savin' these hoes
She breakfast with no clothes, yeah
I'm somethin' like a pimp, for sure, yeah
Spend it and go get more, yeah
it and go get some more
Bitch better my money, bitch better have my money
Bitch better my money
In somethin' going 200, I might go shopping in London
I it and go get some more
Yeah, I it and go get some more

Thank god for my mama not a condom
Dolce Gabannas like they are pajamas
It's gadanas, I hang with the hunters
And runners and dealers and killers, one
Every I buy a new vehicle
the girl out like a flea flicker
I don't even dodge them cheap
I got so high I tried to eat
Jewelry on drippin' a sea creature
Money so tall I don't see
so loud, can't keep secret
Y'all been plottin', I peepin'
Y'all talkin', I been thinkin'
I been growin', y'all shrinkin'
Big on my lil pinky
Too sauce, I done started leaking
I got more bars precincts
I got cars than Reese's, uh uh
I got more heart niggas
Put on god my nigga, uh uh
Ain't starve my nigga
They tryna a nigga
I told 'em: Nah my
If the godfather my
Make me Favre a nigga

This water on me got my neck
Coupe with the suicide
And I all of my hoes
Yeah, I all of my hoes, ayy (I love 'em)
She breakfast with no clothes (ooh yeah)
I'm some' like a pimp, that's for (ooh yeah)
I spend it and go get more
Yeah, I it and go get some more
Bitch better have my money, bitch have my money
Bitch better have my
In foreign going 200, I might go shopping in London
I it and go get some more
Yeah, I it and go get some more