Luyện nghe bài hát So Many Things

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka
She want liquor, she just want wine
She just my long hair, fat behind
They say we're intertwined, we belong
In the club throwing money up, weather
G's on my sweater, all I get is
Money go-getters: Waka Flocka and 2
Gucci - sup, I to the Haitians
Luchi. Free my nigga Zoe
40K for a show. Practice what I
Shawty that's all I know
Triple cup styrofoam's got me slow
I'm smoking on reefer, me Gucci and Wiz

[Hook: Mane]
Smoking on reefer, make a out
And her. Comment trough a speaker
in my 2-seater
Cause I got a
em work like it ain't a leak-a
I what I preach-a
If you ain't got a game, I could ya

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

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