Luyện nghe bài hát Lose It

What's my nigga?
What's Louis my

I feel like I can't 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, nigga

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

Still-a in trap getting guap
Out the sewer, now my crib the size of
I be rap-rapping block
We them Squad, ask Flocka
Beside shit, Silkk The Shocker
been San Quentin on lock
But I two that ghost
I two floors that loaf
I be floor seats by coach
I be fight by that rope
me so sick I could vomit
Gin no tonic
Cheat on my bitch, she know I'm
But I'm just a product of my

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

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

Get down or lay
everything up but a school or a playground
Run shit a Greyhound
I'm in here, now who let the in?
I ain't been my medicine
My trigger finger never been hesitant
I am ruler, no measurements
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 heart paper, no sharp paper, better get the
'Cause I'm point-shaven with a 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 going? I'm to go Tunechi man

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