Luyện nghe bài hát Quiet

Don't anybody somebody who know somebody?
Who somebody who know somebody who got them mollys
Kid but I don't even know karate
Kush got my eyes low like Mr.
East Atlanta Santa, my stomach fat and jolly
up 50 grand in Vegas with my nigga Paully
Got the battle of the going in my Robin's
And if you think of Gucci, you gon have some problems
Servin' pies, all my pies got extra toppings
And I be shittin' on all these niggas just pigeon droppings
Thirty grand in all hundreds, I don't do the
And I'm to fly to New York cause I'm going shoppin'

I a brick, break off a brick and cook a deuce
Way I'm beating up all these call it child abuse
Way I'm beating that white girl, that's domestic
And my money for me cause I be being quiet

Quiet, quiet, I be being quiet
I let my money talk for me 'cause I be being

Quiet, quiet, I be being quiet
I let my money talk for me I be being quiet

a 4-way off a brick and then I'm bout to fry it
My money gettin' obese, shit is on a diet
I sip all day every day until the kid is tired
I make em search for inner cause this pussy's wired
If you think you can defeat me, it nigga, try it
I got squares all in my trunk I he wanna buy it
Got a G-4 but I do not no one to fly it
I'm so fly that I might stop rappin' and be a
Gucci Mane the shit and you can't it
I got the game in a and you can't untie it
I let my do the talking, I be being quiet,
And I get out the streets but keep my business private!

I take a brick, off a brick and cook a deuce
Way I'm beating up all these babies call it child
Way I'm beating white girl, that's domestic violence
And my money talk for me cause I be being

Quiet, quiet, I be being quiet
I let my money talk for me and I be being

Quiet, quiet, cause I be being
I let my money talk for me 'cause I be being