Luyện nghe bài hát GucTiggy Part 4

(Zaytoven)
Haa, boys, wow
Zaytoven,
It's
Dope stand up
Haa, 6 shit
ya

1]
I pay a for your thoughts and leave your brains on the asphalt
Don't me, it's the cash fault
I throw rocks the glass house
A trap house, a house
Rob your plug, the mask off
I don't need a handout but I cut your hand off
I'm so Marilyn Mason, I'm so handsome
I'm more than famous, I'll take your grandson for ransom
Up all night, a vamp life, that lady in the trap
My sleep all day, got gold fangs like a vampire
The neighbors might find it odd I wear my in the dark
And when I say I'm a god I still have faith in the
Know (?) is a sport, be what you record
These men act like boys they scared to cut off the
I'm in the profession but I'm just guessin'
But my mom home stressin', I'm the (?) strechin'
These niggas all dry snitches, they singin' like Legend
500 pints, I sold 'em in 9
My took a nosedive, I rob my next play
But I shuttin' the trap down, I opened up next day
Man I just had a
They tryna me to prison
no pot to piss in
No to stick my dick in
the clone named Gucci
They call me Tuki
He wire tapped, that boy ain't kill him cause he like Pooki
Look at fiend Suzy, that's my dog like Lucy (grrr)
I'm a neighborhood celeb and she's a dope boy

Dope boy, skrt,
Wizop, up
Oh, oh,
It's Gucci
It's
trap boys
Dope, dope,
(Get motherfuckin' weight up)

(Somebody me a ? in the shade)
Ha
Ha,
Woptober, trap