Luyện nghe bài hát We Gone Be Straight

Rich baby, Yeah, Yeah, yeah...

Grab the ice its cold, pop the seal on it, now we pourin' 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 hundreds on it, we gon' eat da plate.
Yeah... yeah...
And when its all and done and ya money gone, We Gone Be Straight.

Ok now, we gone be alright we gone be straight.
My diamonds look light shawty, that's why I'm always late.
My tryna fight shawty because she want her place,
And I don't wanna play no games ya, that's what kids for.
My daddy told me hit her, just fuck her good like you miss her'
Make her hurt no sit ups,
Couldna been me she woulda fucked...ok
and God, I put no one above that.
That thang you do with you tongue you I luv dat.
I poured a out for my partners dead and gone.
I got some partners doing 40 who ain't coming home.
I my time coming so I check the mirror.
Meanwhile, the ice out the cooler.

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Gettin' them by the pint, 4 by the bottom, 8 in the phantom,
Shouts out 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 plans but we flossin'
And I'm in the van that 40,
a business man, no talking.
Ok, that jet I'm in nigga,
Okay, okay.
Got a potato at the end so when I shoot it, it be nigga.
And if you fuck me over, on you baby.
OG Bobby Johnson, give yo ass duece baby.
Them bullets spreadin' rumors.
That nigga sweatin', get ice out the cooler.

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