Luyện nghe bài hát Go Long

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

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

Look I'm the flyest, my revenue rise
My prescribed, don't take no consignment
My rival is sex, got a selection of kicks and it's not your day if I'm selecting bitch
I got a watch on my wrist, it's made by the Swiss, worn by the
Got that shit you can
Got not to play grounds, way too much of a mess
I'm talking and cents, making dollars and cents
I made an attempt, take my dollars and split
Amongst a politic crips, I'm violence and shit
Without no sign it
I my mind, this is it
I weighed the risk and the reward and put the grind to shit
And now the money, the power, I'm entitled to
And all the hating and debating, the cowardice shit
Claiming frog, you ain't believe til I rock 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 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 nigga go

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 looking so fast, every time I do it people be mad, want a replay fool
I even in the bill, still raise your hand
Cannon I still free up the who
Yeah I'm fuckin with my nigga Nipsey, we up way past a little tipsy
God damnit that's the second goddamn pen to this week I'm on triple a to come and get me
Get on a daily basis
So let's time it
And if am I'm with the fifty
Ain't talking a pistol either bitch, millimeters bitch
And if you ain't behind it 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, just a bag to
I keep it on the low
If a bitch nigga see it he gon raise up his hands and it
But all the niggas see it, then they ain't seen shit
Bet I can check a thousand by breakfast

It's the same old dublin, the same hustling
Still going up, I ain't never down
I do this rap just to rep for my town
Got a crib out in and the hill blowing pound
Minding my business, me and my bitches, so low whenever I go get it
It be your best friend tell you pant smith put money in his pocket and turn witness
My surface smile, I fuck with y'all
You say you a trial, I heard you told it all
Asking me for work, bitch hell no
You k one I don seen your file
You niggas fake, you snakes
When you see my face don't your brakes
I ain't 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 said you don't want me to put my slap hand on your

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