Luyện nghe bài hát Gucci Gang (Remix)

Yuh, yuh, uh
Woo, (Joyner), yuh, yuh, yuh, yup
I really fuck with no... (yo)

Gucci gang, gang, Fendi gang, Dolce gang
'Sace gang, Prada gang, lot of (woo)
I don't fuck with no brand names (woah)
Joyner 'bout to go on a (ooh)
They don't wanna see me let the chopper bang,
Get this jumping like Shabba Ranks, ooh
What's a Lil Pump to a rocket flame,
Turn pink dreads into pocket chains (woo)
All you new rappers don't be talkin' 'bout except doin' drugs
Wonder how you got a (damn)
Sippin' lean, takin' E, Percocets, Purple drank, Xanax, sound the same, fuck
of drug addicts in the house of pain (woo)
Hope you niggas til you pop a vein, yeah
This shit made your mother wanna ovulate,
This shit make your doctors stop a train
Gucci, Fendi, Louis, Prada, (Dolce)
Back when I was broke and no one me (woah)
I afford it and now that I got the money
I don't even this shit 'cause it ain't for me (Joyner)
I been myself, you don't know me (woah)
Yeah I was so depressed, I was
The man on the horse, all I had was Lauren
Then I went and signed a deal and a pony (woah)
Yeah I'm taking it back and I'm smacking you bitches and laughing
And I'm killing them, them, and sending your body right back to them
You wonder what's
I'm flipping new syllables,
I guess I'ma it
You are fucking embarrassing (pow pow)
You ain't be happy when I'm on top and I'm gonna be popping
All of you gonna be dropping like birds dropping on all on your conscious
All you niggas watchin I'm spittin', slap all on your coffin, I repeat You lost and you sleepin' you're pillow talkin' (pow pow pow pow)
And you dream all day, that's per (per year)
All you hoe niggas leave your here (purse here)
I am favorite rapper's worst fear (why?)
Raised in the mud crying, tears (woah)
Just a bunch of kids in the chair
Couldn't get a even if you had lightyear
Wouldn't get no love even if heart's right here
Niggas got guns so want to fight fair, no
Hit 'em the Ric Flair and the suplex
I ain't never scared, bitch, I'm ruthless (woo)
by the ghetto
Know some that'll get 'em
Split 'em right the middle like a fuckin' duplex
Break a toes, make 'em do the two-step
Crib of hoes, now I feel like Hugh Hef
Got a bad bitch, all we do is have sex
And she love suckin' so I call her loose neck (woah)
a panic with my shit and I'm flippin' up banisters
I'm ready to handle and and crush and vanish
I hit 'em and send 'em into walls, I got' em enchanted
Then my fuckin that holdin the hammer bangin' and slammin'
Killin' 'em in the ambulance, they dyin', they bleedin', tremblin'
I'm really sick and I got a as a fuckin' mannequin
I paint a picture a vision, all on my cellophane
I got 'em swingin' they on my dick and grabbin my balls
Now, uno, dos, tres, quatro, (cinco)
I ain't Spanish but I the lingo (lingo)
Atlantic told me that my flow a
But my album ain't come unless I got a single
I don't give a fuck about no hit record
I'mma just remix y'all and get big off it
I'mma just murder every mother beat while I'm dreaming of gettin' paid in my mother fuckin' sleep, goddamn
Gucci gang, Louis gang, Fendi gang, gang
'Sace gang, gang, lot of gangs (woah)
I don't really with no brand names
'bout to go on a rampage, ooh
They wanna see me let the chopper bang (yeah)
Get this bitch jumping like Ranks, yeah
What's a Lil Pump to a flame, woo
Gucci gang, Fendi gang, gang (yeah)
All you new rappers don't be 'bout shit except doin' drugs
how you got a name, uh
Sippin' lean, takin' E, Percocets, Purple drank, Xanax, sound the same, fuck
Bunch of drug addicts in the of pain (bruh)
And all you niggas til you pop a vein, uh
Gucci gang, Fendi gang, Prada (woo)
I don't really fuck with no brand names,