Luyện nghe bài hát We Gone Be Straight

Rich baby, Yeah, Yeah, yeah...

Grab the ice while its cold, pop the seal on it, now we eights.
Yeah...yeah...
Doin' shows on the road, no mo local shit, more like dates.
Yeah...yeah...
Tell ya hoe to get a table, and put these on it, we gon' eat da plate.
Yeah... yeah...
And when its all said and done and ya gone, We Gone Be Straight.

Ok now, we gone be alright we gone be straight.
My diamonds look like light shawty, that's why I'm late.
My sideline fight shawty because she want her place,
And I wanna play no games with ya, that's what kids for.
My daddy told me 'Never hit her, just fuck her good like you her'
Make her stomach no sit ups,
Couldna been me she been fucked...ok
Money and God, I put no one that.
That thang you do you tongue you know I luv dat.
I a eight out for my partners dead and gone.
I got some partners doing 40 who ain't never home.
I know my time coming so I the mirror.
Meanwhile, the ice out the cooler.

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Gettin' scripts by the pint, 4 by the bottom, 8 in the phantom,
out goes to molly.
Shouts out Atlanta, shouts out to the projects.
Shouts out to my closet, naw out to my wallet.
And we still made bosses,
No dinner but we flossin'
And I'm in the van with 40,
a business man, no talking.
Ok, jet I'm in private nigga,
Okay, okay.
Got a at the end so when I shoot it, it be silent nigga.
And if you me over, thats on you baby.
OG Johnson, give yo ass that duece baby.
Them spreadin' like rumors.
That nigga sweatin', get ice out the cooler.

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