Luyện nghe bài hát Go Get Sum Mo

This water on me got my neck
with the suicide doors
And I love all of my hoes (I 'em)
Yeah, I all of my hoes, ayy
She cookin' with no clothes
I'm some' a pimp, that's for sure
I it and go get some more
Yeah, I spend it and go get more
Bitch better have my money, better have my money
Bitch have my money
In somethin' foreign going 200, I go shopping in London
I spend it and go get more
Yeah, I spend it and go get some

Spent some more money, beat case
down eleven like Scarface
6.000 dollar
These bitches just love a nigga's
Little bitty with a real big ego
Three bank accounts with a whole lot of
nigga I'm Michael, you Tito
I dress like I selling kilos
I put my side bitch in a
Just so she can flex on her
I used to dope out my mama's house
Then had all the at grandma's house
I go on Rodeo, up a check
blunts and eating percocets
Still with them niggas I came up
I can never ever trust a
and multiplication
We runnin' this money up
Smashing sensations
For I got no patience
I out, I jump out, I jump out
The back of the Phantom all this ice
I want it, I it, I want it
I get it, I give a fuck what the price

Water on my got me froze
Coupe got the doors, yeah
Ain't savin' these hoes,
No I savin' these hoes
She cookin' with no clothes, yeah
I'm like a pimp, that's for sure, yeah
Spend it and go get more, yeah
Spend it and go get more
Bitch have my money, bitch better have my money
better have my money
In somethin' foreign going 200, I might go shopping in
I spend it and go get some
Yeah, I it and go get some more

This rap shit too easy, my wrist too freezy
She butt naked in the kitchen cookin' breakfast, eggs over
I'm the king but I play for Cleveland
I'm feeling like the weed man
When he got the hundred in
So strong, can't in
better have my guala
Looking like I narcota (scurr)
like I hit the lotto (pow)
And the devil wears Prada, it's Gucci
Money over my motto
How you bad but you don't
If I you my product
Then you better my dollars, Gucci
Scratch front like I'm C
Big hustle like
Blue Benz, my B
12 on Forgis
And your wife she
get a divorce then
I want to buy not forcement
She she had an abortion

Water on my neck got me
Coupe got the doors, yeah
Ain't savin' these hoes,
No I ain't savin' these
She cookin' with no clothes, yeah
I'm somethin' like a pimp, that's for sure,
Spend it and go get some more,
Spend it and go get some
Bitch better my money, bitch better have my money
Bitch have my money
In somethin' foreign going 200, I go shopping in London
I spend it and go get more
Yeah, I spend it and go get some

Thank god for my mama not using a
Wear Dolce Gabannas they are pajamas
deuce gadanas, I hang with the hunters
And runners and and killers, one hundred
Every I buy a new vehicle
Throw the out like a flea flicker
I don't dodge them cheap liquors
I got so I tried to eat people
Jewelry on like a sea creature
Money so I don't see people
Weed so loud, keep secret
Y'all plottin', I been peepin'
Y'all been talkin', I been
I been growin', been shrinkin'
Big diamond on my lil
Too much sauce, I done started
I got more bars precincts
I got more cars Reese's, uh uh
I got more heart niggas
Put on god my nigga, uh uh
Ain't starve my nigga
They tryna scar a
I told 'em: Nah my
If the my nigga
Make me Favre a nigga

This on me got my neck froze
Coupe with the doors
And I love all of my
Yeah, I all of my hoes, ayy (I love 'em)
She cookin' breakfast with no (ooh yeah)
I'm like a pimp, that's for sure (ooh yeah)
I spend it and go get more
Yeah, I spend it and go get some
Bitch better have my money, better have my money
Bitch better have my
In somethin' going 200, I might go shopping in London
I spend it and go get some
Yeah, I it and go get some more