Luyện nghe bài hát Go Live

[Caper
Aye wop go grab tech man
Tray load that FN up
Lil Boss that shit up man
know we smoke out the 448
Pouring out the
Aye ball bring money counter out boy
You know what the time it is man

[Chief
Splashing on bitches yea that's that sea salt
All the horses in foreign I'm like yeehaw
You know we got that defense let's play
I think I'm going Ray I can't see y'all
Throw theses on how bitch these the new
This our shit ain't no new trappers
forward in this foreign like I can't move backwards
You on the fuck shit and take button it a tap ya
I'm with a bitch she a coke head
My mentality is get more
I'm in a fast car like a snow sled
Stick out like it's a forehead

Chief Keef]
No it can go live
I don't with niggas that play both sides
I keep smelt the dope we drove past
Stopped to get some backwoods and some gas
Bitch I'm fresher than a fucking
If you owe me I see you
in Valentino get a tee or two
Yellow black whip that's that

[Ball
Ran off on the in 09'
Just fucked a model with a bow tie
I'm with blood now might as call 'em slime
All I see is I think I'm going blind
Hater blockers on my face I them the specs
Hit neimans we just ran a check
Grab Fn"ins we just ran through the techs
I just fucked her the back on a fucking jet

[Hook:Chief

[Caper
Ball that money counter out boy
Y'all know what it is
All we see is red and blue nigga
Or I should say red and nigga
Blood and money

[Fredo
Rob a fuck nigga take his whole
Ran off with your pack you a whole
Bitches in the trap I make them hoes
Them hoes wanna fuck I make them hoes dip
I been getting since like 06'
Phone booming I just moved a whole
Got 100 shot I at your whole clique
Got 100 shot I shoot up whole whip
Phone ringing damn all this money in
Remember being on the selling 3 for 10
Try to rob I put one up in yo wig
I don't 38. all I told is cigs
Let beef get serious I smoke your kids
These niggas did what I did
Remember running the cops had to hop the fence
And you can't hang around if you popping shit

Chief Keef]

Boy I'm on savage shit
that rapping shit
I'll hit your block up then automatic spit
Nigga we gon off
Fuck it on
Nigga said the wit it,boy it they look mad soft
In the trap get off
We got mad
Bitch you ain't off molly nigga,thats some salt
Try to rob huh off
Get you mad
Bitch I get guap like a cash crow

[Hook: Chief