Luyện nghe bài hát So Many Things

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka
She don't want liquor, she just wine
She my kind: long hair, fat behind
say we're intertwined, we belong together
In the club money up, changing weather
G's on my sweater, all I get is
Money go-getters: Waka Flocka and 2
- sup, I said to the Haitians
Waddup Luchi. my nigga Zoe
40K for a show. what I preach
Mane that's all I know
Triple cup styrofoam's got me slow
I'm smoking on reefer, me and Wiz Khalifa

[Hook: Gucci
Smoking on reefer, make a out
And leave her. Comment a speaker
Grind in my
I got a fleet-a
Send em like it ain't a leak-a
I practice I preach-a
If you got a game, I could teach ya

2: Gucci Mane]
I got a murder charge now for the I murdered
Like a nigga around, I'm going back to work
Got a smirk on my cause I smoke the purp
Gucci boy, now they a search
And I ain't lame, but tame your dame
Cause you should be how she's off the chain
I'm insane in the like Saddam Hussain
I got a brink of extra change of this 'caine
It's crazy, Dwayne counting strange
Me and Waka Flame on a private plane
2 bad ass bitches, bout to run a train
Like an organ donor, baby loan the

Gucci Mane]
Smoking on reefer, make a out
And her. [?] speaker
in my 2-seater
Cause I got a
Send em like it ain't a leak-a
I practice I preach-a
If you ain't got a game, I teach ya