Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Man

Call me Gucci when I'm on the stage with you
But call me Jessie James when I hold this pistol
You can call me Gucci gu-ap when I do a with you
But don't walk up on me homes, I ain't finna no strong with you
Got them young shooters with me don't get along with you
If you ain't get no nigga what is wrong with you
And I can't tell your own thing must have wrong pitcher
I'm in the whip sippin' lean, with this very swisher
I'm drinkin' promethazine and and this apple juice mixture
If you knew that you wouldn't do I swear you would not kiss her
a Nicky Barnes ass nigga tryin' to tell on Guy Fisher
If a was to die today I bet his hood would not miss him

Yous a dead man, games with the bread
Yous a dead man, I put that to your head man
Dead man you're playing games my bread
You in the red man, fuck and be a dead man
Dead man, dead man, yous a man
Dead man, dead man, a dead man
Dead man, I put that to your head man
Dead man, I put pistol to your head man, dead man

deuce, 4 tray 6 A
8 watches, 4 6 rings
Pot forks, dope at a cost
coast to coast, I set numbers on the dope
Remix it yo, you I can sell you both 16-5
Prices lower then Lo, when I drive
Got my leanin', low bricks inside
Got 'em in the door, always road running
Me and Gucci getting money bands yeah comin'
Tractor trailer in the morning won't stop
Every I make 4 hundred, I'm a street nigga
I got off of junkies

Yous a man, playing games with the bread
a dead man, I put that pistol to your head man
Dead man, you games with my bread
You in the red man, fuck around and be a man
Dead man, dead man, a dead man
Dead man, dead man, a dead man
Dead man, I put pistol to your head man
Dead man, I put that to your head man, dead man

What the is you thinking? Lil bitch you must have been drinking
This chopper had got me like Harley
If I let it ride you bound to be
I'm a asshole I do I like to
Old shit that's made for you to to
I don't a fuck bitch I don't like you
Got that fire bitch I might you
I am the streets you just look tough
Couple bricks of like I was on bluff
Call me the master Sho'Nuff
Bad boy for real, no
If a nigga I don't pimp mine
keep your distance don't play with mine
Stay in your place out the line
Have them young niggas all in your to pay a fine
You can find me in the what a hood don't go
you're somebody the hood don't know
If a turn up, tell 'em watch this show
never sit still so I don't blow
King of the streets just me sire
On my ain't no one higher
T.R.U.T.H. no
Real street I won't retire

Yous a man, playing games with the bread
Yous a dead man, I put that pistol to head man
Dead man, you're playing with my bread
You in the red man, around and be a dead man
man, dead man, yous a dead man
Dead man, dead man, yous a man
Dead man, I put that pistol to head man
man, I put that pistol to your head man, dead man