Luyện nghe bài hát Gucci The Eskimo

verse 1: early in the im cookin a brick
see i aint really thinkin bout them and shit
its hard as a but i gives a fuck
i threw the six with my pistols up
brick boy put ya pistols up
so icy on my tag eat my dust
im high as a and in god i trust
a try us then his head is busted

im smarter u niggas that how i got my bust
niggas threats like we give a fuck
probly mad cause her buzz was cut
and im in the city screamin are us (gucci)
chorus: gucci mane the eskimo burr ya
i drop 100 racks and miss the shit
that fuck shit that fuck shit bitch miss me
and if yo baby died i wouldnt miss the bitch

verse 2: im ganster like al capone or james
these rap puss aint really hard the just
i sold for real the whie dragons
sixteen to twenty two five im igh
depends on yo tax or your package
one five right now and im happy
it jump to twenty three and im a clapin
yo folks aint workin shit my shops
im on deck brick no flex
get snowed in like n alport
got 150 with no passport
and good for 400 if i for it
u got for it
ill pay for it
ill send out for it then bring yorin
ya got for it
ill pay for it
ill out for it then bring back yorin chorin

verse 3: front shoes adem right in the bag
in my gucci corvete i know you that swag
polar gucci chillin off of my igloo
30 inch rims so deep u fit yo kids
keep yo dick out my gucci forbids u
chopper leave imagine what that shit do
duce bustin and screrrrrrrr amuse u
so wipes little mama comfuse you
simpson chain some strange ass cartoon dude
hummer fully loaded with the crome and roof
gucci the juice man burr ya bitch
we'll drop 100 racks and wont the shit (gucci)