Luyện nghe bài hát Pills

[Mac Is you rollin [x3]
Bitch I might be [x3]
[Mac Girl he geeked up [x3]
[Gucci:] Bitch I be [x3]
Yeeaaaaahhh!

1:]
East Atlanta slum man is where I from
Pass that bubble thrax and put this on your tongue
Now everything was gravy til your came in
Bout the same time that thang kicked in
Now she aint really pretty but she got a body
Im geeked up thinkin this The Body
Aint your name lil Trina you look like Janet Jackson
Im off three double and I'm lookin for that action
Gucci Mane you man I love the way you flowin
Ridin in my drop but I dont where I'm goin
On two five I keep ridin in a circle
The inside of my ride smellin like a of purple
Gucci is your give me five more minutes and a cold orange juice cause I'm really really trippin
Went to the strip club and that I'm da man
The next you know I was throwin rubberbands

2:]
Shawty me she aint neva suck no dick
Neva took a or neva ate a bitch
You a lie but I aint gonna get right now
But I wish I had a lie test right now
You say you marry bitch you might be
But I bet your aint Icy like me
She on B.C. in my ashy black tee
dem dope man nikes and dem jore ass jeans
I dont pay her but I still that thrax on me
Imma the shit in Atlanta baby ask about me
Pop one pop two two halves thats
Aint no waffle baby hell I cant eat
Gucci like your hoodman hes so extreme
Wearin doces in the club cause you kno the boy
Top the top on that let you see my seats
We've been rollin rollin rollin we slept in weeks

3:]
Gucci Mane ? nigga get your mind
Or a crys by the twelve like a case of
Sell a by a bell so you kno might shit tight
See I'm 30 in the morning on a all flight
Im high like Fabo hood Shawty
So me when to go like my name E-40
A rich rock star I'm gonna party
Got a pack of pillz thats at least bout 40
Ill pour dem in your hand like a bag of jelly
two of these pillz call me in the morning
Fifty thousand man I'm so real
dollars for a pill thats a damn good deal

Ay wassup Gucci Mane. Why you sweatin so Is you rollin or somethin.

Shit well baby I might be. But got what is you doin.
You jockin a playa. You ch-Chewy ova right.
Look I aint K-Rab baby You know I mean I'm not a piece of Bubblegum.
What I'm doin is not your business. But matta of while you ova here is you a waitress or somethin?
Cause the shit you got on make you look you a waitress. So do what you do iight.
Imma give you this hundred dollars. Go get you ever you drankin.
Bring me and click about ten of dem orange juices, five crunk juices nd we'll be straight how that.
And is you is you single or is you marry.
Cause I might be, I might be,
Bitch I might be, Bitch I be YEEEAAAAAAAHHH