Luyện nghe bài hát Lose It

What's Gucci my
Louis my killa?

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

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

Still-a in trap getting guap
Out the sewer, now my crib the of Cuba
I be that block
We them Brick Squad, ask
Beside this shit, The Shocker
Coulda San Quentin on lock
But I two door that
I two floors that loaf
I be seats by that coach
I be fight seats by that
me so sick I could vomit
Gin with no
Cheat on my bitch, she know I'm
But I'm a product of my environment

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

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

Get or lay down
Shoot up but a school or a playground
Run shit like a
I'm in here, now who let the in?
I ain't taking my medicine
My trigger finger ain't never hesitant
I am your ruler, no
You I pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, at your head my nigga
Cash Money 'til I die, even if I go broke, I wouldn't beg to differ
I'm off vapors, I paper, no sharp paper, better get the point
'Cause I'm point-shaven a sharp razor, get buck like a horse stable
Too street smart, I'm a geek, I put my on they feet
So if we fall it be that lean, that a nigga fall asleep
I see none of you niggas, and I can see the future man
Where you I'm 'bout to go Tunechi man

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