Luyện nghe bài hát Go Get Sum Mo

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

Spent some more money, beat another
Riding down eleven Scarface
6.000 tuxedo
These bitches love a nigga's lingo
Little nigga with a real big ego
Three accounts with a whole lot of zeros
nigga I'm Michael, you Tito
I like I been selling kilos
I put my bitch in a Benz
Just so she can flex on her
I used to sell out my mama's house
Then had all the at grandma's house
I go on Rodeo, up a check
Smokin' and eating percocets
Still with them I came up with
I can never ever trust a
Addition and
We runnin' this money up
Instagram sensations
For bullshit I got no
I out, I jump out, I jump out
The back of the Phantom all this ice
I want it, I it, I want it
I get it, I give a fuck what the price

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

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

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

Thank god for my mama not using a
Wear Gabannas like they are pajamas
It's gadanas, I hang with the hunters
And runners and dealers and killers, one
Every year I buy a new
Throw the out like a flea flicker
I don't even them cheap liquors
I got so I tried to eat people
Jewelry on like a sea creature
Money so I don't see people
Weed so loud, can't keep
Y'all plottin', I been peepin'
been talkin', I been thinkin'
I been growin', y'all shrinkin'
Big diamond on my lil
Too much sauce, I done leaking
I got more than precincts
I got more than Reese's, uh uh
I got heart than niggas
Put on god my nigga, uh uh
tryna starve my nigga
They tryna scar a
I told 'em: Nah my
If the godfather my
Make me Brett Favre a

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