Luyện nghe bài hát Driving Fast

Yeah, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci,
Yeah, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci,
(So icy, so icy)
Seytoba

I drive real fast baby, I don't slow
I don't drive slow, I don't drive
Drop the top on that thang to let ya hair blow
Let ya blow, let ya hair blow

I real fast baby, I don't drive slow
I don't drive slow, I drive slow
the top on that thang just to let ya hair blow
Let ya blow, let ya hair blow

I a sports car bitch, put 'em Bapes to the gas
If you scared go to 'cause I'm finna drive fast
Throwing cash out the brain of a '74
There no mojo he to get some mo do

Corner store, Amaco, a crist to flat show
Niggas want that wola, shawty right by Grocian Road
side up, put them E's in the air
If you smoking bubba Kush, put trees in the air

I'm smoking on that Kush so it's up my car
They call me twinkle twinkle 'cause they know that I'm a
I her, come here then I didn't say shit
'cause my ice talk for me, I don't need no bitch

I drive real fast baby, I don't drive
I don't slow, I don't drive slow
Drop the top on that just to let ya hair blow
Let ya blow, let ya hair blow

I drive real fast baby, I don't drive
I don't drive slow, I don't drive
Drop the top on that thang just to let ya blow
Let ya hair blow, let ya hair

Verse 2, Gucci fish, shoes and a too
Steala of yo chain, yo watch to Starburst too

Put them Lemon in yo ears
Put them Fruity in yo fingers
Now you're envied by yo
And get yo ass in shape

All that Gucci Chong got yo ass loosin' weight
(Leanin')
Gucci Mane got you straight,
You know he got that
Gave it to her first

I'ma ride down the like a damn X Pill
Standin' tall on them sixes like some high heels
I'ma down the block like a damn X Pill
Standin' tall on them sixes like damn high heels

I drive real fast baby, I don't slow
I don't drive slow, I don't drive
Drop the top on that thang just to let ya blow
Let ya blow, let ya hair blow

I drive real fast baby, I don't slow
I don't drive slow, I drive slow
Drop the top on that thang just to let ya hair
Let ya blow, let ya hair blow

Yeah, rose, red Mikey's Bapes
On pharaoh shit, bitches feedin' niggas grapes
I'ma buy some hot wings but I could buy
But I'm good with a trout, bitch a too fake

They toyin' on the beat, so you know they hate
Had that Tony Kush, man that shit smoke great
Got water bumpin' talented, I think I can do it
me and yo body fill with them other fluid

Trappa rappa but a full time G
Smokin' purp my boys, 'bout 2 or 3 P's
I'm a trappa, rappa but a full time G
Smokin' wit my boys, 'bout 2 or 3 P's

I drive real fast baby, I don't drive
I don't drive slow, I drive slow
Drop the top on that just to let ya hair blow
Let ya hair blow, let ya hair

I drive real baby, I don't drive slow
I drive slow, I don't drive slow
the top on that thang just to let ya hair blow
Let ya hair blow, let ya hair