Luyện nghe bài hát Go Live

[Caper
Aye wop go that tech man
Tray Savage load FN up
Lil Boss load shit up man
know we smoke out the 448
Pouring out the
Aye ball bring money counter out boy
You know what the time it is man

Keef:Verse]
Splashing on bitches yea that's that sea salt
All the horses in foreign I'm like yeehaw
You know we got that let's play b-ball
I think I'm going Ray Charles I can't see
Throw theses on how bitch these the new
This our shit nigga no new trappers
Going forward in this foreign like I can't move
You on the fuck and take that button it a tap ya
I'm with a white she a coke head
My mentality is get more
I'm in a fast car like it's a snow
sticking out like it's a forehead

[Hook: Keef]
No it can go live
I don't fuck with niggas that both sides
I keep smelt the dope when we drove
Stopped to get some backwoods and some gas
I'm fresher than a fucking Hebrew
If you owe me I see you
Walk in get a tee or two
Yellow black whip that pickachu

out:Verse]
Ran off on the in 09'
Just fucked a model wife a bow tie
I'm with blood now might as call 'em slime
All I see is I think I'm going blind
Hater blockers on my face I call them the
Hit we just ran through a check
Grab some Fn"ins we just ran through the
I just fucked her from the back on a jet

[Hook:Chief

Boy:Bridge]
Ball bring that money out boy
Y'all know what it is
All we wanna see is red and nigga
Or I say red and green nigga
Blood and nigga

[Fredo
Rob a fuck nigga his whole shit
Ran off with pack you a whole bitch
Bitches in the trap I make hoes strip
Them hoes wanna fuck I make them hoes dip
I been getting money since 06'
booming I just moved a whole brick
Got 100 shot I shoot at your whole
Got 100 shot I up your whole whip
Phone ringing damn all money coming in
Remember being on the selling 3 for 10
Try to rob I put one up in yo wig
I don't carry 38. all I is cigs
Let this beef get serious I smoke your
These ain't did what I did
Remember running the cops had to hop the fence
And you can't hang around if you popping shit

[Hook Keef]

Boy I'm on savage shit
Stop that rapping
I'll hit your block up then chops automatic
Nigga we gon off
Fuck it on
Nigga said the wit it,boy it they look mad soft
In the trap get off
We got mad
Bitch you ain't off molly nigga,thats some salt
Try to rob huh off
Get you mad
I get that guap like a cash crow

[Hook: Keef]