Luyện nghe bài hát Hi-Five

Brrrr,
Wop, hah
It's big Gucci, up
Metro,
If Young Metro trust you I'm gon shoot you

I put eight mill in my to inspire ya
you worth like twenty mill, the kids admire ya
When your rap sheet like mine, no one will hire ya
But when you sign like I did, they can't fire ya
You want your club so then put me on the flier (it's Gucci)
I'm on like Richard Pryor, my price gettin' higher
How you gon' take my title, drivin' a car a title?
I'm whippin' rush hour Charlotte traffic in a Spyder
Slide up on ya bitch a race car driver
Dive off in that pussy like a sea diver
Niggas from my hood know me cheap, cheap powder
But niggas on your say you'se a real weak coward

five, low five
I left them hangin', they get no five
Mane, they say that I got nine lives
Six Over Georgia, I got nine rides
five, low five
I left bitches hangin', they get no five
Gucci Mane they say that I got nine
Come go to Gucci World, I got nine rides

Fuck yo jam of the week, I put on the street
So much money, gave metro a hundred grand for the (Metro)
So much ice my bezel you can't see, the Patek
I'm Felipe, in Felipe's, with a freak, she
From the beach, to the skreet, the skreet, to the suite
Put my bone in her mouth, her bon appétit
I sold so many keys they should deport me to Belize
I'm shining on these niggas like a desert with no trees
From the hat on my head to the shoes on my
Every on my body, man, it come from overseas
In them 'partments I was raised I sold 50,000 P's
You Gucci on your song, that's at least a hundred G's
Wop

High five, low
I left them niggas hangin' they get no
Gucci Mane they say I got nine lives
Six Over Georgia, I got nine rides
five, low five
I left bitches hangin', they get no five
Mane they say that I got nine lives
Come go to Gucci World cause I got rides