Luyện nghe bài hát Lose It (Gucci Mane)

What's my nigga?
What's Louis my

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

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

Still-a in trap getting guap
Out the sewer, now my crib the of Cuba
I be rap-rapping that
We Brick Squad, ask Flocka
Beside this shit, Silkk The
Coulda been San on lock
But I two door that
I stack two floors loaf
I be floor seats by coach
I be seats by that rope
Make me so sick I vomit
Gin with no
Cheat on my bitch, she know I'm
But I'm just a of my environment

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

I think I'm 'bout to it man
I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
In the trap still change
fuck with y'all 'cause you niggas lame
Said I'm to go Gucci Mane
Said I'm 'bout to go Mane
On a rant
On a choppa

Get or lay down
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 ain't never been hesitant
I am ruler, no measurements
You know I pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, at your 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, get the point
'Cause I'm point-shaven with a sharp razor, get 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 make a fall asleep
I can't see none of you niggas, and I can see the man
Where you going? I'm to go Tunechi man

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