Luyện nghe bài hát Gucci The Eskimo

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

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

verse 2: im ganster al capone or james cady
these rap puss aint really hard the actin
i sold bricks for real the dragons
sixteen to two five im igh taxin
depends on yo tax pockets or your
twenty one five right now and im
it jump to twenty three and im a start
yo folks aint workin my shops open
im on deck brick with no
get snowed in lagurte n alport
got 150 with no passport
and for 400 if i asked for it
u got for it
ill pay for it
ill send out for it bring back yorin
ya got for it
ill pay for it
ill send out for it bring back yorin chorin

verse 3: gucci front shoes right in the bag
in my gucci i know you like that swag
polar gucci chillin off of my igloo
30 inch so deep u fit yo kids threw
keep yo dick out my girl gucci u
leave hoes imagine what that shit do
duce duce bustin and amuse u
so many little mama comfuse you
bart simpson some strange ass cartoon dude
hummer fully with the crome and moon roof
gucci mane the juice man ya bitch
we'll drop 100 racks and wont the shit (gucci)