Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Man

Call me Gucci Mane when I'm on the stage you
But call me Jessie James when I hold this damn
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 shooters with me they don't get along with you
If you ain't get no money nigga what is wrong you
And I can't tell your own must have gone 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 that you wouldn't do that I swear you would not kiss her
Yous a Barnes ass nigga tryin' to tell on Guy Fisher
If a snitch was to die today I bet his hood not miss him

Yous a dead man, 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 and be a dead man
Dead man, man, yous a dead man
Dead man, dead man, a dead man
Dead man, I put that to your head man
Dead man, I put that pistol to your man, dead man

Five deuce, 4 6 A
8 watches, 4 chains 6
Pot forks, at a high cost
From coast to coast, I set numbers on the
Remix it yo, you know I can you both 16-5
lower then Shawty Lo, when I drive
Got my seat leanin', low inside
Got 'em stash in the door, road running
Me and Gucci getting money bands keep comin'
Tractor trailer in the morning won't stop
month I make 4 hundred, I'm a street nigga
I got rich off of

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

What the fuck is you thinking? Lil bitch you must been drinking
This had got me feeling like Harley
If I let it ride you bound to be
I'm a asshole I do what I to
Old shit that's for you to fight to
I don't a fuck bitch I don't like you
Got that fire I might light you
Bitch I am the streets you just look
Couple bricks of snow I was on bluff
Call me the master Sho'Nuff
Bad boy for real, no
If a nigga pussy I don't pimp
Just keep your distance don't play with
Stay in place fall out the line
them young niggas all in your head to pay a fine
You can find me in the hood a hood don't go
you're somebody the hood don't know
If a nigga turn up, tell 'em this show
Money sit still so I don't blow
King of the streets call me sire
On my ain't no one higher
T.R.U.T.H. no
Real nigga I won't retire

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