Luyện nghe bài hát Stupid Wild

Oh, oh
Gucci! happenin'
Gucci! Burr, burr,

On fire, you say you more fire then you a lie
Homie you and I, know the
That's you and I
Stupid jewelry on me
Stupid on me now
If you you finna shit on Gucci
Then show me how
dis me yesterday,
What I'm to do, go cry?
With my chasin' million dollar mission on the side
Just a in my Lambo'
two drumsticks and a thigh
I'm so right now
Of course switchin' gears getting high
wild, stupid stupid wild,
Homie my style
fightin',
Hoes fightin'
Just to my tie
Get smart, smart,
I ain't been hard in a while
Blow cho
I been this hard in a while

wild, stupid stupid wild,
Homie my style
Stupid wild, stupid wild,
that's my style
Stupid wild, stupid wild,
Homie my style
wild, stupid stupid wild,
Homie that's my
Every single I'm ballin',
Sippin' on drank, rims crawlin'
every night I'm countin', countin',
Niggas fight but I'm shootin', shootin'
Niggas wanna but I'm shootin', shootin'

Wilder a jaguar,
in a Jaguar,
Please don't with me
I'll put that pistol on your
I I'm so wild
I I just may need a zan' bar
And if she on my
I bet that bitch know who she for
Mr. Coach
Or Mr. Go
And I like my dry
Like a with no water
stupid perfect,
I might as surf it
And if she fucking
She get the voice mail
it like it be,
Bitch I do it for the
And every time I say
"Soo woop" for the bloods
With you like I love
I do it I does
And if you fight,
Then on you can fight my guns haha
Weezy man, money

wild, stupid stupid wild,
Homie my style
Stupid wild, stupid wild,
Homie my style
wild, stupid stupid wild,
Homie that's my
wild, stupid stupid wild,
Homie that's my
Every single I'm ballin',
Sippin' on that drank, crawlin'
every night I'm countin', countin',
Niggas fight but I'm shootin', shootin'
Niggas fight but I'm shootin', shootin'

do the furs, his and hers
Started gettin' on my so I hit her with a "Burr!"
love me, all the haters hate me,
They wanna fight me,
They sisters wanna me,
I her bless it baby,
You could be my it baby,
But in your place, I need my space,
Don't me, please
black approach us,
Clack gats in holsters,
Cops in control us,
Treat us like and roaches,
But the Benz,
Got the lamps,
And wifey,
Well we use her for her stamps,
no big deal,
But she keep the filled,
Eggs scrambled, cheese, grilled, juice and grits kill!
Don't veal,
Italiano, Gallardo,
Yea the big wheels,
milk ya wig spilled,
We'll in ya spot,
Knock knock, of the glock,
It turn, huh?, You gon' suck it or not?

wild, stupid stupid wild,
Homie my style
Stupid wild, stupid wild,
Homie my style
Stupid wild, stupid wild,
Homie that's my
Stupid wild, stupid wild,
Homie my style
Every night I'm ballin',
on that drank, rims crawlin'
Mostly every I'm countin', countin',
Niggas fight but I'm shootin', shootin'
wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin'

Bitches fuck me, mainly
I got the cash and I'm famous
I'm tryin to hold my head above water,
Stack a million cash I oughta, oughta
My chain cost a stack I'm Gucci,
My wardrobe Gucci'd out I'm boosting
I shine this all the
Ya shine, shine
Wanna hate then get a ticket and join the line?
(It's Gucci)