Luyện nghe bài hát Driving Fast

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Put them Lemon Heads in yo
Put them Fruity Pebbles in yo
Now you're by yo peers
And get yo ass in shape

All Gucci Louie 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 the block like a damn X Pill
Standin' tall on sixes like some damn high heels
I'ma roll the block like a damn X Pill
Standin' tall on them sixes like some high heels

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

I drive real fast baby, I 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

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

They on the beat, so you know they gone hate
Had that Tiger Kush, man that shit smoke great
Got that water talented, I think I can do it
Drop me and yo 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, slash rappa but a full G
Smokin' wit my boys, 'bout 2 or 3 P's

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

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