Luyện nghe bài hát Long Money

Hook: Jacuzzi on the roof, ugly don't get the time of day
Cheifin on some sativa smell the reefa from a mile
Pistol in my coupe, try my troops you'll get blown
Gucci Mane got long, bitch, thats all I to say
Gucci Mane got long money, what them bitches say [x3]
I aint even talk my money conversates

Verse 1: Bitches think I got a tree, I drown the bitch with money
Ferrari with them bumble bees, Four sittin up under it

"How many karats in bracelet, baby?" I think about 200
Plus I hit the club 50k lets keep that shit 100

I got a couple houses spouses in my pent house smoking ounces
Came up selling keys and ounce, half a pound watch brown

My pants sag grams weigh em down, catch the train and go downtown
Just to walk around and window now I shut the mall down in every town

Every time I hit the scene fresher then I wanna be cover of the magazines, back of the
in my denim jeans, hoes gonna remember me

Fo' fifty ship to me from italy, six 12 sittin outside the facilities
911 ice game killing me

along way from drug dealing
Waking up is a great feeling

Couple stashed for my grandchildren
Just counted me a coo' half million

Up on em, pull up on em, a bird drop low and shit on em
Pissed em, spit on em, Tell them Gucci got rich on em

Hook: on the roof, ugly hoes don't get the time of day
Cheifin on sativa smell the reefa from a mile away
Pistol in my coupe, try my troops you'll get away
Gucci Mane got long, bitch, all I gots to say
Gucci Mane got long money, thats what them bitches say
I aint even talk my money conversates

2:

Every city I make magic, I make disappear
Cause its a tragedy how clear these diamonds in my ear

It's so many wanna marry me, I'm married to the game
Cocaine put me in position, swagga me outta fame

I need accountants to help me it Rolls Royce I mount it
Corvette candy, drop the top that bitch is crowning

Houses in Zone 6 All my niggas Hustlas, and robbers dont with us
Niggaz better off fucking with Angel

I'm racked up like a pool table draped up in Purple Label
Drink purple drank, purple weed, got a purple car and long paper

Everyday thank the lord that I wake Everyday it like its my last day
Shine so bright rock ice More karats in my chain then a carrot cake

Money he running out, I'm bustin out cant close the vault
my fault its yo fault, nobody stay here this my money house

Stash house stocked up try fuck get chopped up
I'm rocked, stay up, aint locked up, but I'm gwapped up

Hook: on the roof, ugly hoes don't get the time of day
Cheifin on some sativa the reefa from a mile away
Pistol in my coupe, trym my troops get blown away
Gucci Mane got long, bitch, all I gots to say
Gucci Mane got money, thats what them bitches say [x3]
I aint even gotta my money conversates

Guy talks....

Hook: Jacuzzi on the roof, ugly hoes get the time of day
Cheifin on some sativa smell the reefa from a mile
Pistol in my coupe, try my you'll get blown away
Mane got long, bitch, thats all I gots to say
Gucci Mane got long money, what them bitches say [x3]
I even gotta talk my money conversates