Luyện nghe bài hát Hi-Five

Brrrr,
Wop, hah
It's big Gucci, up
Metro,
If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon you

I put mill in my crib to inspire 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 yourself like I did, can't fire ya
You want your club so loud then put me on the (it's Gucci)
I'm on fire like Richard Pryor, my price higher
How you gon' take my title, drivin' a car without a
I'm whippin' through rush hour Charlotte traffic in a
up on ya bitch like a race car driver
Dive off in that pussy a deep sea diver
Niggas from my hood know me cheap, cheap powder
But niggas on block say you'se a real weak coward

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

yo jam of the week, I put grams on the street
So money, gave metro a hundred grand for the beat (Metro)
So much ice around my bezel you 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 in her mouth, told her bon appétit
I done sold so many keys they should deport me to
Cause I'm shining on these like a desert with no trees
From the hat on my head to the shoes on my
garment on my body, man, it come from overseas
In them I was raised I sold like 50,000 P's
You Gucci on your song, that's at least a hundred G's
Wop

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