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

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

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

five, low five
I left them hangin' they get no five
Gucci Mane they say that I got lives
Six Flags Georgia, I got nine rides
High five, low
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