Luyện nghe bài hát Go Long

If you ain't a real nigga get the fuck away from me, in other words go long (bitch nigga go long) you don't want me to put my, I said you don't want me to put my slap hand on your throne

nigga go long, get gone
If you ain't a nigga go long

Look I'm forever the flyest, my revenue
My hustle prescribed, take no consignment
My rival is sex, got a selection of kicks and it's not your day if I'm selecting your
I got a watch on my wrist, it's by the Swiss, worn by the rich
Got that you can sniff
Got not to play grounds, way too much of a mess
I'm talking dollars and cents, making and cents
I made an honest attempt, take my and split
Amongst a politic crips, I'm talking violence and
Without no it exists
I made my mind, is it
I the risk and the reward and put the grind to this shit
And now the money, the power, I'm to this
And all the hating and debating, that's the shit
Claiming frog, you believe til I rock this shit
So hate go long, you can die where you sit, uh

If you ain't a nigga get the fuck away from me, in other words go long (bitch nigga go long) Cause you don't want me to put my, I said you don't want me to put my slap hand on your throne

Bitch go long, get gone
If you ain't a nigga go long

Who your OG is His name DJ Screw
Nowadays that's my DJ Errick, if it ain't him I see like, "DJ who?" And I got a bitch looking so fast, every time I do it people be mad, they want a replay fool
I ain't even in the bill, still raise hand
Cannon I still free up the who
Yeah I'm fuckin with my nigga Nipsey, we fucked up way a little tipsy
God damnit that's the second pen to this week I'm waiting on triple a to come and get me
Get bent on a basis
So let's it woop
And if am I'm rolling with the
talking bout a pistol either bitch, millimeters bitch
And if you ain't behind it then you wanna see this shit
Put glasses on
Yeah, I had it but I passed it on
I'm in and out the airport, no for
bitch, big tits, no ass at all, just a bag to roll
I gotta it on the low
If a bitch nigga see it he gon up his hands and tell it
But all the real see it, then they ain't seen shit
Bet I can check a thousand by breakfast

It's the old dublin, still the same hustling
Still going up, I ain't never going
I do rap shit just to rep for my town
Got a crib out in and the hill blowing pound
my business, me and my bitches, roll so low whenever I go get it
It be your best friend tell you pant smith put money in his pocket and still witness
My smile, I don't fuck with y'all
You say you a trial, I heard you told it all
Asking me for work, bitch hell no
You fire k one I don seen your
You fake, you niggas snakes
When you see my face don't touch brakes
I tryin to end up in that place
Get the fuck on, go long, way

If you ain't a real nigga get the fuck away from me, in other words go long (bitch nigga go long) Cause you don't want me to put my, I you don't want me to put my slap hand on your throne

Bitch nigga go long, get
If you ain't a nigga go long