Luyện nghe bài hát Long Money

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fo' fifty eight to me from italy, six 12 sittin outside the facilities
911 Gucci's ice game me

along way from drug dealing
Waking up rich is a feeling

Couple mill for my grandchildren
Just hand me a coo' half million

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

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

2:

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

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

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

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

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

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

Money shout he running out, I'm out cant close the vault
Aint my fault its yo fault, stay here this my money house

Stash house stocked up try shit get chopped up
I'm rocked, blocked 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 smell the reefa from a mile
Pistol in my coupe, trym my troops get blown away
Gucci Mane got long, bitch, thats all I to say
Gucci Mane got long money, thats what bitches say [x3]
I aint even gotta my money conversates

Guy talks....

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