Luyện nghe bài hát Go Long

If you ain't a real nigga get the fuck away from me, in other words go (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 nigga go

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

If you ain't a real nigga get the fuck away from me, in other words go (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 a real nigga go long

Who your OG is cause? His name DJ
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
I still free up the freeway who
Yeah I'm fuckin with my Nipsey, we fucked up way past a little tipsy
God damnit that's the goddamn pen to this 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
Ain't talking bout a pistol either bitch, millimeters
And if you ain't behind it then you don't wanna see this
Put your on
Yeah, officer I had it but I 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 raise up his hands and it
But all the real niggas see it, then they seen shit
Bet I can check a hundred thousand by

It's the same old dublin, the same hustling
Still going up, I ain't going down
I do rap shit just to rep for my town
Got a crib out in Cali and the hill pound
Minding my business, me and my bitches, roll so low I go get it
It be your friend tell you pant smith put money in his pocket and still turn witness
My smile, I don't fuck with y'all
You say you a trial, I heard you told it all
me for work, bitch nigga hell no
You fire k one I don your file
You niggas fake, you snakes
When you see my don't touch your brakes
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 from me, in 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 a real nigga go long