Luyện nghe bài hát Big Guwap

Fishscale all over my motherfucking
Damn, I got all on garment
Cooking dope and trust tree, move the trap to Sun
Now Im in Gresham housing, piling, money piling
Im so fresh, dont a stylist
Buy a car and tint the windows
Buy a car, the mileage
Stuffing all in a fender
P's in the spare tire
Gucci aint real, you a damn
yo nigga a lot of fire
I'mma show you sucka Wi Fi
Serve more chicken Popeyes
purp, Popeye
One day I might die, but not soon because Im strapped
I got old schools, I got new schools, I got one dont cross me
Red on my feet, courtside next to Spike Lee
Baby, Im Lee

All the purple, all the
All this grain, taking a
Up all night, getting shot
Man getting popped, Big
Drop my top, doors
Pouring up fours, just bought me a
Money hoes, recycling your clothes
You going broke, Im sure of my goals
Wop!

Mexico we cook up dope
If a nigga broke, we him soap
I can see it in your eyes that you going broke
Cause you got no pres no mo
Yo bitches gone, yo money low
He used to buy bricks, now he a fo
over bitches, cant wife no ho
Money everything, cant go broke
We blowing gas, on flights
Place your order, Ill be there night
Im private planes
Hundred of white
Still a young nigga, I live a mob
(Lets go!)

All the purple, all the
All this grain, a flight
Up all night, getting shot
Man popped, Big Guwap
Drop my top, doors
Pouring up fours, bought me a Rolls
Money over hoes, your clothes
You niggas going broke, Im sure of my
Wop!