Luyện nghe bài hát Go Long

If you 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 throne

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

Look I'm the flyest, my revenue rise
My prescribed, don't take no consignment
My rival is sex, got a 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 you can sniff
Got not time to grounds, way too much of a mess
I'm talking dollars and cents, making and cents
I made an honest attempt, take my dollars and
Amongst a politic crips, I'm talking and shit
Without no sign it
I made my mind, is it
I weighed the risk and the and put the grind 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 til I rock 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 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

Who your OG is cause? His name DJ
Nowadays that's my nigga DJ Errick, if it 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 your
I still free up the freeway who
Yeah I'm fuckin my nigga Nipsey, we fucked up way past a little tipsy
God damnit the second goddamn 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 with the fifty
talking bout a pistol either bitch, millimeters bitch
And if you ain't behind it then you don't see this shit
Put glasses 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 keep 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, they ain't seen shit
Bet I can check a hundred thousand by

It's the old dublin, still the same hustling
Still 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 pound
Minding my business, me and my bitches, so low whenever I go get it
It be your best friend you pant smith put money in his pocket and still turn witness
My surface smile, I don't with y'all
You say you went a trial, I you told it all
Asking me for work, bitch nigga no
You k one I don seen your file
You fake, you niggas snakes
When you see my face don't touch brakes
I ain't tryin to end up in place
Get the fuck on, go long, way

If you ain't a real nigga get the 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 real nigga go