Luyện nghe bài hát Walk

[Hook: Mane]
F-f-fifty thousand on triggers
your hoe need supervision
Ru-run new Maybach, no
So I my sea of bitches
Walk, (Huh, huh)
(walk)
Walk, (Huh, huh)
(It's Guwop)

[Verse 1: Got Da Juice]
Shady Got Da
I be shinin', I make niggas
When I spin the block, I a mess, bitch I'm with the shit
I call that Ruger reptile, your body, when that bitch spit
I'm in yo bippin' for them bands, tryna make 'em flip
Doin' suckers man, he will not see 'em, make a strip
I be posted by that stop sign, with a zip
Slide through, I'm down your whip, with the 30 stick
My call my phone, and I'm there, like he had a wish
We havin' it, we it when we want, 'cause we stacking it
I'm a sav' with it, I'm jumping through your if that bag in it
If I ain't outside, then I'm in the baggin' it
I'm addicted to this paper, I to god, I'm so bad with it
I'm with these demons like I don't know right from wrong
My hours up, I'm outside, ain't going home
I'm rocking with that plastic, that stainless hurt that chrome
And I keep bitch on me, ain't gotta call a nigga phone

Gucci Mane]
F-f-fifty thousand on triggers
Damn your hoe need
Ru-run new Maybach, no
So I my sea of bitches
Walk, (Huh, huh)
(Walk)
Yeah walk, (Huh, huh)
(It's Guwop)
F-f-fifty thousand on fifty
your hoe need supervision
Ru-run new Maybach, no
So I tell my sea of
Walk, (Huh, huh)
(Walk)
Yeah walk, (Huh, huh)
(It's Guwop)

[Verse 2: Telly
I put 50K on bip
I 50K out that bitch
If a 50K on that
Now I got Mane on my shit
LV tha Don and Shady
You know we got juice
Off them ruts and that
We making the get loose
in that kitchen
In case you some proof
Man, the proof is in your face, man, and is the truth
We be and direct
jet-to-jet
Collect
So we gon' get
the Bay to ATL
Ay, Las to LA
Man, we coming for that bag, now we scorin' off this
Jay and TLK
Keep a hundred in that
So if frenemies and enemies up, DOA, ay
We with that ammo
Bust shots off like
So get life insurances, and bulletproof that Lambo
We playing with ammo
Bust shots off Rambo
So get some life insurances, and bulletproof that

[Hook: Mane]
Fifty thousand on triggers
Damn your hoe need
new Maybach, no petitions
So I tell my sea of
Walk, (Huh, huh)
(Walk)
Yeah walk, (Huh, huh)
(It's Guwop)
F-f-fifty on fifty triggers
Damn hoe need supervision
new Maybach, no petitions
So I tell my sea of
Walk, (Huh, huh)
(Walk)
Yeah walk, (Huh, huh)
(It's Guwop)

[Verse 3:
Real nigga fake that
Tryna up in the Maybach
I lost, I done made back
This a marathon, a racetrack
If I'm in the field they can't me
My exes, exes, they after me
Yo bitch, yeah your bitch, she back to me
I'm from the block where they packing
I spy in the like I'm Gucci
Two blocks in the K and I'm
a bitch in the kitchen like Lucy
Make it down, we be like Uzi
Don't disrespect we clap it up
Get to the and stack it up
She bust it down then she it up
We hit a stadium, we it up
I'm tryna hustle and make it
Two hundred, no that shit we off
The Rolly so big, it'll break arm
They killin' for guap then they it off
Don't act you friend, oh you killing me
I throw a bullet Timothy
go to war with my enemies
Just fucked a bitch on Hennessy
act like you friend, oh you killing me
I throw a like Timothy
go to war with my enemies
Just a bitch on some Hennessy
Hundred round when it's time to
Niggas get down that choppa fly
Keep a few bitches that's down to
I know my bitches, they down to

Gucci Mane]
F-f-fifty thousand on triggers
Damn your hoe need
Ru-run new Maybach, no
So I tell my sea of
Walk, (Huh, huh)
(Walk)
Yeah walk, (Huh, huh)
(It's Guwop)
F-f-fifty thousand on fifty
Damn your hoe need
new Maybach, no petitions
So I tell my sea of
Walk, (Huh, huh)
(Walk)
Yeah walk, (Huh, huh)
(It's Guwop)
Walk, (Huh, huh)
walk (Yea)
Walk, (Huh, huh)
(It's Guwop)
Walk, (Huh, huh)
Walk (Yea)
Walk, (Huh, huh)
(It's Guwop)