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
double see the nigga so big
I gots to get it, gots to get it, gots to run my up
Gots to get it, gots to get it, gots to run my money up

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

Okay somethin white like Michael
Bust the shit out the rubber then I to trappin
Mane got the lone ticket
Run stack for the nigga fuck with me, uhh
say he short a couple stacks
The diamond on my neck is doin jumpin jacks, uhh
Yo' money short Spud Webb
Bend down nigga broke nigga help, uhh
My money like Dikembe
Mane I make a Friday out of Wednesday, uhh
Phone don't {?}
Still makin moves, thuggin S-Y-S, uhh
All my better be whippin up
J's keep the ash when we pick it up, uhh
And me and Cad in a
Yellow got me lookin like a bumblebee, uhh

Gucci got a plug, for the face
Got them quarter ki's, I call 'em chicken
Got the gangster peas, I 'em collard greens
We got them ex pills, we call 'em skitters
Gucci on the grind, me at the spot
Got some cocaine jumpin out the pot
Get some cool water, too damn hot
All I want for Christmas is the dopeman
harder, be smarter
We gon' eat when I bring it out the
36 O's, for the 17
for the drive, 17-5