Luyện nghe bài hát It's Alive

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

I ride 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 love me,

It's alive, alive, rounds cured the eyes
I had to bring the bitch back Frankenstein
I push weight but Gucci exercise
I get extra whipped cream for them eskimo

I'm in the 'hood like the mayor 'round election
a suggestion: don't 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

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 lames with my untied
I the line, walk in, and watch the crowd divide

Still stuck outside, that's the ugly
Looked in the eye and Medusa died
is top secret shit, classified
Don't blame me, Swizz was the

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

My all swoll', my rims all chrome
When I hit the everything goes
Bottles in the air, put lighters 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, the way you like it, huh?
Yeah, that's the way you me, hon'

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

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

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

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

I ride 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'

said my life is it
I nah dog, my wife is it
Now I'm back, back on 'em I never, never left
the boy right here, I'm fresh to death

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

And the Black in my back pocket
The Conaseg lookin' a speeder rocket
Yeah, I'm on the highway
And you love me, I did it my way

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 don't really

'Cause I ride on 'em, plus, I 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'