Luyện nghe bài hát It's Alive

My all swoll', my rims all chrome
When I hit the club everything
Bottles in the air, put your in the air
But when I'm in here, I don't 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, that's the way you me, hon'

alive, it's alive, rounds cured the eyes
I had to bring the back like Frankenstein
I push weight but don't exercise
I get extra whipped for them eskimo pies

I'm in the 'hood the mayor 'round election time
a suggestion: don't park your car next to mine
I'mma start when the light hit, I to shine
Your flow is garbage, they let me out just in

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

Still outside, that's the ugly side
Medusa in the eye and Medusa died
This is top shit, classified
Don't blame me, was the mastermind

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

said 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 here, I'm fresh to death

Woo, Christians on my
See, I can't fall for Suzuki
Now I'm jumpin' off
Don't worry about the haters, they be upset

And the Card in my back pocket
The Conaseg lookin' like a speeder
Yeah, I'm zoomin' on the
And you love me, I did it my way

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

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