Luyện nghe bài hát We Gettin Money

[Featuring: Trae Tha

I go up, I go up in
I go up, I go up in
I go up, I go up in
I go up, I go up

I still got strapped in my clothes
Fucking this trunk I got it wont close
on my dick, lit it up and pose
Time on watch I got just froze
Im an asshole you know how goes
Ball like Derek, top that just
with a bitch surrounded by foes
She should have ever started, way that blows
Suicide, close the doors
but fly like taking the trip
You we out of control, taking a slip
If he on me, he taking the clip
in the duffle bag, yeah its packed up
Should have been on city, Im racked up
Tell them Im to make a movie, act up
Still of the city, fall back
on some other shit like you all that
Everything a roll in, all black
Nigga if I aint the truth, you call that?
I dont but I know Im still payin
all get played
All on a head like a set of clippers
Never no competition that I cant face
Got but Im still trying to get more
In the club, that I go
Fuck grinding Im about the
I, I, I aint the one but Ill show this
Fuck Ima this paper, Ima blow this paper

I go up, I go up in
I go up, I go up in
I go up, I go up in
I go up, I go up

In the hood that iron trap
In that trapping I aint stuck
Lifes a bitch nigga I aint fuck
it come to bricks nigga I
Made your money, Im paid
bitches, Im getting laid
Hiding out the police gonna raid
Riding out when I lift gauge
Talking keys nigga get way
Fans love me when I hit stage
book nigga different page
Yeah its but its different haze
More pipes, the insides are
Yeah, its custom I got
Keep the aces, I got spade
Cop the bricks nigga, get that
Got the bitch get that
You touch me when Im in that zone
Dog is Ima get that bone
Coke is yelling that brick is good
The of Oz cant get you home

I go up, I go up in
I go up, I go up in
I go up, I go up in
I go up, I go up.