Luyện nghe bài hát GucTiggy Part 4

(Zaytoven)
Haa, boys, wow
Zaytoven,
Gucci
Dope stand up
Haa, 6 shit
ya

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I pay a for your thoughts and leave your brains on the asphalt
blame me, it's the cash fault
I rocks from the glass house
A trap house, a house
Rob your plug, take the off
I don't need a handout but I might cut hand off
I'm so Marilyn Mason, I'm so handsome
I'm more dangerous than famous, I'll your grandson for ransom
Up all night, live a vamp life, that in the trap
My bitch sleep all day, got 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 in the Lord
Know (?) is a sport, be careful you record
men act like boys they scared to cut off the cord
I'm in the profession but I'm just guessin'
But my mom home stressin', I'm over the (?)
These niggas all dry snitches, they like John Legend
500 pints, I 'em in 9 seconds
My money 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
With no pot to in
No women to my dick in
It's the clone Gucci
They should call me
He wire tapped, that boy kill him cause he look like Pooki
Look at dope fiend Suzy, my dog like Lucy (grrr)
I'm a neighborhood celeb and a dope boy groupie

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

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