Luyện nghe bài hát Pyrex Pot

Gucci (Gucci Mane)
Big Cat, (Big Cat, Laflare)
get it (let's get it)

Half a in a pyrex pot
Tryin to make me a dope boy
Two pounds and I'm like big
Stackin double see the so big
I gots to get it, to get it, gots to run my money up
Gots to get it, gots to get it, gots to run my money up

Uhhhhh! I'm on a Trap-A-Thon
Gucci Mane like I'm the Dapper Don
Uhhhhh! G's in my Gucci bag
So if you at me wrong I'ma do yo' ass
Uhh, Gucci Mane, I'm the bread and
Run trap, sell crack, spread your hustle
Uhh, fatter than Oprah Winfrey
Gucci Mane I'm the baller of the fuckin
Uhh, iced out Babe an' them
I can sell mo' than Shade an' them
Uhh, Mane youse a cocky fella
I make it so you better get'cha umba-rella
Uhh, and my watch is on level
of diamonds and they brush together
Uhh, why you talkin so shit?
Yo bitch, I'm so rich

Okay somethin white Michael Jackson
the shit out the rubber then I start to trappin
Gucci got the lone ticket
Run for the midget nigga fuck with me, uhh
Shawty say he short a stacks
The diamond on my neck is doin jumpin jacks, uhh
Yo' money like Spud Webb
Bend down nigga broke nigga help, uhh
My money talkin like
Gucci Mane I make a out of Wednesday, uhh
Phone {?} C-D-S
Still moves, thuggin with S-Y-S, uhh
All my shows better be up
J's keep the ash scrubs when we it up, uhh
And me and Cad in a
diamonds got me lookin like a bumblebee, uhh

Gucci got a plug, for the square
Got quarter ki's, I call 'em chicken wangs
Got the peas, I call 'em collard greens
We got them ex pills, we 'em skitters mayne
Gucci on the grind, me at the spot
Got some cocaine jumpin out the pot
Get some cool water, it's too hot
All I want for is the dopeman knot
harder, be smarter
We eat when I bring it out the water
36 O's, for the 17
Five for the drive,