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, like tour dates.
Yeah...yeah...
ya hoe to get a table, and put these hundreds on it, we gon' eat da plate.
Yeah... yeah...
And its all said and done and ya money gone, We Gone Be Straight.

Ok now, we gone be alright we gone be straight.
My diamonds look like shawty, that's why I'm always late.
My sideline tryna fight because she want her place,
And I don't wanna play no games with ya, that's what for.
My daddy told me 'Never hit her, fuck her good like you miss her'
Make her stomach no sit ups,
been me she woulda been fucked...ok
Money and God, I put no one that.
That you do with you tongue you know I luv dat.
I poured a eight out for my 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' them by the pint, 4 by the bottom, 8 in the phantom,
out goes to molly.
Shouts out East Atlanta, out to the projects.
out to my closet, naw shouts out to my wallet.
And we still young bosses,
No dinner but we flossin'
And I'm in the van that 40,
a business man, no talking.
Ok, jet I'm in private nigga,
Okay, okay.
Got a potato at the end so I shoot it, it be silent nigga.
And if you me over, thats on you baby.
OG Bobby Johnson, give yo ass duece baby.
Them spreadin' like rumors.
That sweatin', get some ice out the cooler.

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