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 drive slow
Drop the top on that thang just to let ya blow
Let ya blow, let ya hair blow

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

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

Corner store, Amaco, bought a crist to show
Niggas want that wola, meet 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 Kush so it's stankin' up my car
They call me twinkle twinkle they know that I'm a star
I told her, come then I didn't say shit
'cause my ice talk for me, I don't need no broke

I real fast baby, I don't drive slow
I drive slow, I don't 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 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 blow

Verse 2, Gucci fish, and a purse too
of yo chain, turn yo watch to Starburst too

Put them Lemon in yo ears
Put them Fruity Pebbles in yo
Now you're by yo peers
And I'ma get yo ass in

All that Louie Chong got yo ass loosin' weight
(Leanin')
Mane got you straight, huh?
You know he got that
Gave it to her date

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

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

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

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

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

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

I drive real baby, I don't drive slow
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

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