Luyện nghe bài hát Hi-Five

Brrrr,
Wop, hah
big Gucci, catch up
Metro,
If Young Metro don't you I'm gon shoot you

I put eight in my crib to inspire ya
When you worth like twenty mill, the kids ya
your rap sheet look like mine, no one will hire ya
But when you sign yourself like I did, they can't 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 take my title, drivin' a car without a title?
I'm whippin' through rush Charlotte traffic in a Spyder
Slide up on ya like a race car driver
Dive off in that pussy like a deep sea
from my hood know me from cheap, cheap powder
But niggas on your block say a real weak coward

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

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

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