Luyện nghe bài hát It's Alive

My pocket all swoll', my rims all
When I hit the club everything
in the air, put your lighters in the air
But I'm in here, I don't really care

'Cause I ride on 'em, plus, I on 'em
Yes, I on 'em, yes, I flash on 'em
Yeah, I know, that's the way you like it,
Yeah, that's the way you me, hon'

It's alive, alive, rounds cured the eyes
I had to bring the bitch back like
I weight but Gucci don't exercise
I get extra cream for them eskimo pies

I'm in the 'hood like the mayor 'round time
Here's a suggestion: park your car next to mine
I'mma start when the light hit, I 'posed to
Your is garbage, they let me out just in time

got a section but none of the ho's are fine
They to exit, don't let the grind pass you by
I run laps 'round lames my shoes untied
I jump the line, walk in, and the crowd divide

stuck outside, that's the ugly side
Looked Medusa in the eye and died
This is top secret shit,
blame me, Swizz was the mastermind

I can't breathe, can't breathe, Toni time
I got a chain moonwalkin', Michael Jackson
I keep on buying ice like I lost my
This of mine is supposed to shine

My all swoll', my rims all chrome
When I hit the everything goes
Bottles in the air, put your in the air
But when I'm in here, I don't really

'Cause I on 'em, plus, I style on 'em
Yes, I on 'em, yes, I flash on 'em
Yeah, I know, that's the way you it, huh?
Yeah, the way you love me, hon'

Hurry up, hurry up Gucci on the
say he walked out the jail rockin' stupid jewels
They tryin' to find out what it do, admit it, you
Too much cash on me, hundreds fallin' out my

My yellow wrist, as piss, bitch, on the shit
Big Gucci called Swizz, make a hit
Two thing in this world I ain't seen
Are you a foreigner, nigga? I to help me get mimi

I you suffocate, me told her, baby, let me breathe
I don't chase nothin' but paper, bitch, you're chasin' me
Excuse my French, but is Gucci, I'm so fucking gutter
It don't make no sense to switch for any of motherfuckers

My pocket all swoll', my rims all
I hit the club everything goes
Bottles in the air, put lighters in the air
But when I'm in here, I really care

I ride on 'em, plus, I style on 'em
Yes, I on 'em, yes, I flash on 'em
Yeah, I know, the way you like it, huh?
Yeah, the way you love me, hon'

Somebody my life is it
I said nah dog, my is it
Now I'm back, back on 'em like I never, never
Plus the boy right here, I'm fresh to

Woo, Christians on my
See, I fall for Suzuki jeeps
Now I'm off decks
Don't worry about the haters, gonna be upset

And the Black Card in my back
The Conaseg like a speeder rocket
Yeah, I'm on the highway
And you should me, I did it my way

My pocket all swoll', my rims all
When I hit the club goes
Bottles in the air, put your in the air
But when I'm in here, I don't really

'Cause I on 'em, plus, I style on 'em
Yes, I on 'em, yes, I flash on 'em
Yeah, I know, that's the way you like it,
Yeah, the way you love me, hon'