Luyện nghe bài hát Pardon Me

[Intro: Mane]
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[Verse 1: Gucci
A nigga so fly that I should been a pilot
I know a nigga rap but I could been a stylist
Feel like a jeweler 'cause I rock so many (bling)
never run for president, my past too violent
Fam so that I had to start grindin'
Why I'm bummy? Everybody else shinin'
into a burglar and did a couple break-ins
Started as a corner boy, then turned a kingpin
Walkin' in Magic lookin' like I El Chapo
Hot Gucci, that's a cold-blooded Hublot
I can't even fuck with one hoe, I two
And you ain't gotta call hoe, I don't you
Jumpin' out a car with no roof in a hoe
What type of nigga do the shit I do hoe?
Started as a group, but I'm so dope I went
Get your ass knocked off and call it free
make a nigga back crack like Romo
Gucci go hard on a bitch, no
Pull up in an 18-wheeler, me
like Sosa was born to move yayo

[Hook:
Life's taking risks
I told my baby pray for me, I'm be all I can be
Put my pants on like you, so why you envy me?
I'm just be all I can be
I'm tryna live out my dreams, if I offend you, me
I'm just be all I can be
I'm just see all that I can see
mind me, I'm tryna be all I can be

[Verse 2:
Ay, wanna know, how does it feel to be a star?
How's it feel to around the house for your car?
How it feel to not have to sell that raw?
I'm told 'em I'm way more paranoid 'cause now hate me more
They say, "Rock, how does it feel to be last of a breed?"
You pump life into these streets, they were in need
Off that real shit, that softest, uncut, that raw
That that they jam to everyday when they jump up
The law, the word, meet me in the AM
My I bring the gate in, in the evenings, still beatin' me
Hit the club still playing, still when they leavin'
(How that make you feel?)
It feels good, believe me
They receive me, I am how they me
I put my into these lyrics, listen, you will hear it
Mulsanne, Drop Top and the don
Where the streets be without the Trap God and the don?

[Hook:
Life's about taking
I told my baby for me, I'm tryna be all I can be
Put my pants on just like you, so why you me?
I'm tryna be all I can be
I'm tryna live out my dreams, if I you, pardon me
I'm just be all I can be
I'm just see all that I can see
Never mind me, I'm be all I can be

3: Gucci Mane]
Fuck CEO and tell 'em King Gucci said that
I ain't never ever hit a lick and brought the bread back
That's CEO? We used to gamble for his contract
I damn near lost his first three albums playin'
Standin' in the trap, catchin' J's in my
Cappin' 'bout none of these niggas rappin' 'bout a trap
Call Ghostbusters 'cause these niggas ghost crack
Point 'em to the kitchen and the need a roll [?]
Put me in the kitchen and I might just bring a whole
Put a hole in a head, tell him "hold that"
This eggbeater music, get it out the bowl rap
This wife beater music, sell it while it wet rap
You a dick rider and I never will that
out, took my set back, I know they didn't expect that
Gucci eight figures, but he tryna stretch that
My partner turned informer on me, I never woulda guessed

[Hook:
Life's about risks
I told my baby pray for me, I'm be all I can be
Put my pants on just you, so why you envy me?
I'm tryna be all I can be
I'm live out my dreams, if I offend you, pardon me
I'm tryna be all I can be
I'm tryna see all that I can see
mind me, I'm tryna be all I can be, ay