Luyện nghe bài hát Lose It (Gucci Mane)

What's my nigga?
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, mills young nigga
Young nigga, young nigga, young nigga, nigga

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

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

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

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

Get down or lay
Shoot everything up but a or a playground
Run shit like a
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 know I pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, at head my nigga
Money 'til I die, even if I go broke, I still wouldn't beg to differ
I'm off vapors, I heart paper, no sharp paper, better get the
'Cause I'm with 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 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
Said I'm to go Gucci Mane
In the trap countin' change
Don't fuck with y'all 'cause you lame
Said I'm 'bout to go Mane
Said I'm to go Gucci Mane
On a choppa
On a choppa