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

Bitch nigga go long, get
If you a real nigga go long

I'm forever the flyest, my revenue rise
My hustle prescribed, don't no consignment
My is sex, got a selection of kicks and it's not your day if I'm selecting your bitch
I got a watch on my wrist, it's made by the Swiss, by the rich
Got that shit you can
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, my dollars and split
Amongst a politic crips, I'm talking and shit
Without no sign it
I made my mind, is it
I weighed the and the reward and put the grind to this shit
And now the money, the power, I'm entitled to
And all the and debating, that's the cowardice shit
Claiming frog, you ain't believe til I this shit
So hate niggas go long, you can die you sit, uh

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 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

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

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

If you ain't a real nigga get the fuck away 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

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