Luyện nghe bài hát We Gone Be Straight

Rich baby, Yeah, Yeah, yeah...

Grab the ice while its cold, pop the 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 hundreds on it, we eat da plate.
Yeah... yeah...
And its all said and done and ya money gone, We Gone Be Straight.

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

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