Luyện nghe bài hát Go Get Sum Mo

This on me got my neck froze
Coupe with the doors
And I love all of my hoes (I 'em)
Yeah, I all of my hoes, ayy
She cookin' breakfast with no
I'm some' like a pimp, that's for
I spend it and go get some
Yeah, I it and go get some more
Bitch better have my money, bitch better 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 it and go get some more

Spent more money, beat another case
Riding eleven like Scarface
6.000 dollar
These just love a nigga's lingo
Little bitty nigga with a big ego
bank accounts with a whole lot of zeros
Lil' nigga I'm Michael, you
I dress I been selling kilos
I put my bitch in a Benz
Just so she can flex on her
I used to sell dope out my house
had all the money at grandma's house
I go on Rodeo, fuck up a
blunts and eating percocets
Still with niggas I came up with
I can never ever trust a
Addition and
We runnin' this money up
Instagram sensations
For I got no patience
I out, I jump out, I jump out
The of the Phantom rockin' all this ice
I want it, I it, I want it
I get it, I don't a fuck what the price

Water on my got me froze
got the suicide 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
it and go get some 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 might go in London
I it and go get some more
Yeah, I it and go get some more

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

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

god for my mama not using a condom
Wear Dolce Gabannas like they are
It's deuce gadanas, I hang with the
And and dealers and killers, one hundred
Every year I buy a new
Throw the girl out like a flicker
I don't even them cheap liquors
I got so high I tried to eat
Jewelry on drippin' like a sea
so tall I don't see people
Weed so loud, keep secret
Y'all plottin', I been peepin'
Y'all been talkin', I thinkin'
I been growin', y'all shrinkin'
Big diamond on my lil
Too much sauce, I done leaking
I got bars than precincts
I got cars than Reese's, uh uh
I got heart than niggas
Put on god my nigga, uh uh
Ain't tryna my nigga
tryna scar a nigga
I 'em: Nah my nigga
If the my nigga
me Brett Favre a nigga

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