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 tour 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 and ya money gone, We Gone Be Straight.

Ok now, we gone be alright shawty we be straight.
My diamonds look like light shawty, why I'm always late.
My tryna fight shawty because she want her place,
And I don't wanna play no with ya, that's what kids for.
My daddy told me 'Never hit her, just her good like you miss her'
her stomach hurt no sit ups,
Couldna been me she woulda fucked...ok
Money and God, I put no one that.
That thang you do with you tongue you I luv dat.
I poured a out for my partners dead and gone.
I got partners doing 40 who ain't never coming home.
I know my time coming so I 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 East Atlanta, 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,
Like a man, no talking.
Ok, jet I'm in private 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 spreadin' like rumors.
nigga sweatin', get some ice out the cooler.

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