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 eight in my crib to inspire ya
When you worth like mill, the kids admire ya
When your rap sheet look like mine, no one will ya
But when you sign yourself 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 Pryor, my price gettin' higher
How you take my title, drivin' a car without a title?
I'm whippin' through rush hour Charlotte traffic in a
Slide up on ya bitch like a car driver
Dive off in that like a deep sea diver
Niggas from my hood know me from cheap, cheap
But niggas on block say you'se a real weak coward

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

Fuck yo jam of the week, I put grams on the
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 they deport me to Belize
I'm shining on these niggas like a desert with no trees
From the hat on my to the shoes on my feet
Every garment on my body, man, it from overseas
In them 'partments I was raised I like 50,000 P's
You want Gucci on your song, that's at least a G's
Wop

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