Luyện nghe bài hát Walk In With Me

(Gucci Hook)
If you smokin Reggie Bush, then you cannot smoke me
If you Fila products, then you cant walk in with me
If you aint stuffin up a blunt, yall niggas cant smoke with me
If you wear fake gold, then you cant in with me
Cant walk in me, yall boys cant walk in with me
Cant walk in with me, you cant walk in with me
walk in with me, boy you cant walk in with me
Nah, walk off enemy, you cant walk in with Guwop

(Gucci Verse)
Stop, stop, stop there
you know you cannot go
Now, now, do hair
Do your you dirty hoe
Nah, nah, walk with me
Swappin nigga cant with me
Nah, nah, Im big
Talk that nigga Im off that
with a nigga, come shop with a nigga
Bout to go to the mall and for her
bag I bag the road, gotta pull in a guil bars for her
My girlfriend so crazy bad, renta cop fo her
I dont with police man, Im gonn buy a glock for her
Im getting super head, crazy head
crazy, Im on top of her
Got 6s on my phantom, out the window opera
I got cake like oprah, dope like oakara
Dont call your girl for 30 minutes, i left nut all her

(Gucci Hook)

(Quavo Verse)
Young Quavo i got on them pradas, but I am
You smokin on your uncle hell nah you cannot smoke with me
You walk around levis on but I got on them robin jeans
My niggas walk around with bones but nah this aint no bees
You niggas aint no noise
Walk straight in the club my
Got niggas will hit you like floyd
Got 100 rounds in a toy
I got a on not mike kors
Theres 100 bricks, check the
bricks like I hit the back-board
You got the bag get the rap for
Nah you walk in with me
With those levis on and them ashy
Dont even no blunt to me
Im a big dog nigga you a to me
Me and Gucci smokin gas, at a table counting cash
it up by the whole bag
Selling white with no ass

(Gucci Hook)

(Takeoff Verse)
No you cant walk with me, hell nah
you not bricksquad
thigh on my robin jeans
Versace, medusa my
Im clean, just like Mr. Clean, you a peon nigga, your a
pistol bag and Im walking with a
drop the top in my i got a tint
Errybody wanna be a god,
But plugged in with the trap god
Trap god, he blessed me, so i wake i gotta thank god
Diamonds all in my dog tags, thats a hundrred bands in that louie bag, and a hundred birds in jag
got the goons outside, black
lil boy got robbed for the
Pass a blunt like my name nash..
when i and im checkin for the tag
put a bird on your head a price tag
yall young never did that (never ever)
never ever copped the jag
1017 flags
i up the dro he bring me the bags

Mane Hook]