Luyện nghe bài hát Thank You

Drum and Gucci
Gucci and Drumma
got dumber
Cause we ain't no younger
Comma comma
Comma after
Comma after
It's Mane and Drumma

Fell in love with
Damn, I my plug
My broke up with me
Cause she she tired of them drugs
Hang with thugs
Make a with g's
stack my cheese
And I'mma my p's
Yeah, I'm the A
A lot of B's and C's
Bloods and Crips
Can't forget
Pause the track for a
I just wanna say you
All this I made
I don't wanna be
1]
My earrings ten
I'm going crazy Cee-Lo
Stack a bunch of zeroes
But don't go my P.O
My dope got a
It jump from the
My kush got a loud smell
You could smell the shit Rio
Count a hundred in
butter interior
My jewelry game on
My watch as Siberia
Gucci Mane, is you
yeah, I'm serious
Red watch the red chain
My diamonds on period
I'm out and I'm plugged in
These niggas is suspect
Don't who let all these scrubs in
My top down but I'm
All hundreds, got no
He wanna the subject
with a mansion
But I came up in the

2]
All the I made
I wanna be ungrateful
Shout out to my
I wanna him thank you
Thank you for them
Thank you for bails
Thank you for them
Got to use my
Got to my pack
Got to run up my
Got ballplayer money, nigga, my stats
a well-known fact
I'mma cook it up this
Work my like that
Got a old-school in black
Rapper and trapper, wear two
I got dirty money like
to wash them stacks with Ajax
Call me Mane, it's my city
the curtains in my Maybach
Diamonds with the stars
Got 'em at the ice
fat as Kelly Price
And I selling white
Gucci!