Luyện nghe bài hát Lose It

What's my nigga?
What's Louis my

I like I can't follow in nobody footstep
You know I pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, at your my nigga
Young nigga, young nigga, pop pills, mills young nigga
Young nigga, young nigga, young nigga, young

I think I'm to lose it man
Said I'm 'bout to go Mane
In the trap countin' change
Don't fuck with 'cause you niggas lame
I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci
On a rant
On a rant

Still-a in that trap getting
Out the sewer, now my crib the of Cuba
I be that block
We them Brick Squad, ask
Beside this shit, Silkk The
Coulda been San Quentin on
But I two door that
I two floors that loaf
I be floor by that coach
I be fight seats by rope
Make me so sick I could
Gin no tonic
on my bitch, she know I'm dishonest
But I'm just a of my environment

Young nigga, young
Pop pills, make mills young
Got wrist, stay trill young
Still toting that steel nigga
And I ain't ever a chain
And shawty stupid man

I I'm 'bout to lose it man
Said I'm 'bout to go Mane
In the trap still change
Don't fuck with 'cause you niggas lame
I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
Said I'm 'bout to go Mane
On a rant
On a choppa

Get down or lay
Shoot everything up but a or a playground
Run shit a Greyhound
I'm in here, now who let the in?
I ain't been taking my
My trigger finger ain't never been
I am your ruler, no
You know I pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, at your head my
Cash Money 'til I die, even if I go broke, I still wouldn't beg to
I'm off vapors, I heart paper, no sharp paper, better get the
'Cause I'm point-shaven with a sharp razor, get buck like a stable
Too street smart, I'm a geek, I put my niggas on they
So if we fall it be that lean, that make a nigga fall
I can't see of you niggas, and I can see the future man
Where you going? I'm 'bout to go man

I think I'm 'bout to it man
I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
In the trap countin' change
Don't fuck y'all 'cause you niggas lame
Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci
Said I'm 'bout to go Mane
On a choppa
On a rant