Luyện nghe bài hát Stupid Wild

Oh, oh
Gucci! Whats
Gucci! Burr, burr,

On fire, you say you more fire nigga you a lie
Homie you and I, the trooper
That's you and I
Stupid on me then
jewelry on me now
If you think you finna shit on
Then show me how
dis me yesterday,
What I'm 'posed to do, go
With my money million dollar mission on the side
Just a chicken in my
Bought two and a thigh
I'm so right now
Of course switchin' gears getting high
Stupid wild, stupid wild,
Homie that's my
fightin',
Hoes fish
Just to my tie
Get smart, smart,
I ain't been hard in a while
cho chaw
I ain't been hard in a while

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

than a jaguar,
in a Jaguar,
Please play with me
put that pistol on your grandpa
I swear I'm so
I I just may need a zan' bar
And if she on my
I bet that bitch know who she for
Mr. Carter
Or Mr. Go
And I my kush dry
Like a fish with no
stupid perfect,
I might as well it
And if she ain't
She get the voice mail
Tell it it be,
I do it for the bloods
And every fucking I say
"Soo woop" it's for the
With you just like I
I do it I does
And if you fight,
Then come on you can fight my guns
man, young money

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

do the furs, his and hers
Started on my nerves so I hit her with a "Burr!"
Hustlers love me, all the haters me,
brothers wanna fight me,
They sisters wanna me,
I tell her it baby,
You could be my it baby,
But in your place, I need my space,
Don't me, please
Back approach us,
clack gats in holsters,
Cops in control us,
Treat us rats 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,
scrambled, cheese, grilled, cold juice and grits kill!
Don't veal,
Italiano, Gallardo,
Yea the big wheels,
milk ya wig spilled,
We'll in ya spot,
knock, snuff of the glock,
It Gucci turn, huh?, You gon' it or not?

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

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