Luyện nghe bài hát Stupid Wild

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

On fire, you say you fire then nigga 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
just show me how
dis me yesterday,
What I'm 'posed to do, go
With my money million dollar mission on the side
Just a in my Lambo'
two drumsticks and a thigh
I'm so hood now
Of course switchin' gears getting high
wild, stupid stupid wild,
Homie that's my
fightin',
Hoes fightin'
to touch my tie
Get smart, smart,
I ain't been this hard in a
cho chaw
I ain't been this hard in a

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

Wilder a jaguar,
in a Jaguar,
Please don't play me
I'll put that pistol on your
I swear I'm so
I think I just may need a bar
And if she on my
I bet that bitch who she playin' for
Mr. Carter
Or Mr. Go
And I like my dry
a fish with no water
Swagger perfect,
I might as surf it
And if she ain't
She get the mail service
Tell it it be,
Bitch I do it for the
And fucking time I say
"Soo woop" for the bloods
With you just like I
I do it like I
And if you fight,
Then on you can fight my guns haha
Weezy man, money

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

Let's do the furs, his and
Started on my nerves so I hit her with a "Burr!"
Hustlers love me, all the hate me,
They wanna fight me,
They wanna date me,
I her bless it baby,
You could be my it baby,
But stay in your place, I my space,
suffocate me, please
Back approach us,
Clack clack in holsters,
in black control us,
Treat us like and roaches,
But the Benz,
Got the lamps,
And wifey,
we use her for her food 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 suck it or not?

Stupid wild, stupid wild,
that's my style
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 drank, rims crawlin'
Mostly night I'm countin', countin',
wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin'
Niggas 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 water, water
Stack a million cash I oughta, oughta
My chain a stack cause I'm Gucci,
My Gucci'd out like I'm boosting
I shine all the time
Ya shine, shine
hate then get a ticket and join the line? Fine
(It's Gucci)