Luyện nghe bài hát Gucci

Ay, up man
Yeah, yeah,
1738, how I'm feeling man
Zoovie,

Yeah I'm from the money Island, Zoovie on his shit, yeah
Fuck baby daddy, I could get you rich bitch, yeah
Got 100, 000 on my and right wrist, yeah
Bitch you ain't never met a like this
I spent most my in kitchens tryna get the right whip
If I ever get a I'ma whip it like this
My only dream was ever trapping, ain't in rap shit
1000 yam was my goal, need to cap this
I'm a million dollar man, I need to cap shit
200, 000 in my pants and it can't fit
In my I'm the man, I don't need to hype shit
Eyes lower than Japan smoking on kite shit

Gave my shawty 50 bands she treat me nicely
Out here like I'm Guwop, I'm so fucking icy
Just Gucci I'm a dog, all the bitches like me
I might break that nigga jaw if he try to me
Out here screaming "fuck the law", I can't let 'em me
And I'm running my squad screaming "fuck 'em all", watch me ball
I just bought a chopper, I'm finna 'em all, watch 'em fall
100 round drum, I could shoot from close and far, woah
Fucking icy, looking I'm Guwop I'm so fucking icy, yeah
They say I'm a dog, all the like me
Break that nigga jaw if he try to fight me,
Skrting, the law, cruising with his wifey, yeah
I'm Zoovie Zoo, she try to (?) me, yeah

Ay Wap, you you (?) for a minute you know (?)

I'm a giant like but baby I'm just big Trouble
I'm a dog, I'm a dog and yours a stuffer
She take Johnson a fruit then blow on it like Benny Gay
Eat on special it's my birthday
You ain't never had a getting money from the brick
Heard your last nigga was a cupcake, ain't shooting
All the niggas I run with, know we shit
Couple real ones end up jammed up, few real end up hit
(?) nothing but some foreign
Try to get my last kid like my ho was too boring
We took trips to Hawaii, sliding blowing on gas
We back from Hawaii, time to get on me some

Yeah I'm from the money Island, Zoovie on his shit, yeah
Fuck your baby daddy, I could get you bitch, yeah
Got 100, 000 on my left and right wrist,
Bitch you ain't met a nigga like this
I spent most my time in kitchens get the right whip
If I ever get a pigeon I'ma whip it like
My dream was ever trapping, ain't believe in rap shit
1000 yam was my goal, ain't to cap this
I'm a dollar man, I don't need to cap shit
200, 000 in my pants and it can't fit
In my hood I'm the man, I don't need to hype
Eyes lower than Japan smoking on that shit