Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Man

Call me Gucci Mane when I'm on the with you
But call me Jessie James when I this damn 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 blow no strong you
Got them young shooters with me don't get along with you
If you ain't get no money nigga what is with you
And I can't tell your own must have gone wrong pitcher
I'm in the whip sippin' lean, with this long swisher
I'm promethazine and codeine and this apple juice mixture
If you knew that you wouldn't do that I swear you would not her
Yous a Nicky Barnes ass tryin' to tell on Guy Fisher
If a snitch was to die I bet his hood would not miss him

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

Five deuce, 4 6 A
8 watches, 4 6 rings
Pot forks, dope at a high
coast to coast, I set numbers on the dope
Remix it yo, you I can sell you both 16-5
Prices lower then Shawty Lo, I drive
Got my seat leanin', low bricks
Got 'em in the door, always road running
Me and Gucci getting bands yeah keep comin'
Tractor trailer in the morning stop jugging
Every I make 4 hundred, I'm a street nigga
I got off of junkies

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

What the fuck is you Lil bitch you must have been drinking
This chopper had got me feeling like
If I let it you bound to be stinkin'
I'm a asshole I do what I to
Old shit that's for you to fight to
I don't give a fuck I don't like you
Got that fire bitch I light 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 pussy I don't mine
keep your distance don't play with mine
Stay in place fall out the line
Have them niggas all in your head to pay a fine
You can find me in the what a hood don't go
Heard somebody the hood don't know
If a nigga up, tell 'em watch this show
Money never sit still so I don't
King of the just call me sire
On my thrown ain't no one
T.R.U.T.H. no
street nigga I won't retire

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