Luyện nghe bài hát Walk In With Me

(Gucci Hook)
If you smokin Reggie Bush, then you smoke with me
If you Fila products, then you cant walk in with me
If you aint stuffin up a blunt, then niggas cant smoke with me
If you wear gold, then you cant walk in with me
Cant walk in with me, yall boys walk in with me
Cant walk in with me, girl you cant in with me
Cant walk in with me, boy you cant in with me
Nah, walk off enemy, girl you cant walk in with

(Gucci Verse)
Stop, stop, stop there
Bitch you know you go
Now, now, do your
Do your you dirty hoe
Nah, nah, with me nigga
Swappin nigga cant with me
Nah, nah, Im big
Talk that nigga Im off that
Shop with a nigga, come shop a nigga
Bout to go to the and shop for her
Louie bag I bag the road, pull in a guil bars for her
My girlfriend so crazy bad, gotta 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 like oprah, cookin dope like oakara
Dont call your for 30 minutes, i left nut all over her

(Gucci Hook)

(Quavo Verse)
Young Quavo i got on them pradas, but I am
You on your uncle pack hell nah you cannot smoke with me
You around with levis on but I got on them robin jeans
My walk around with bones but nah this aint no busy bees
You niggas aint no noise
Walk straight in the club my
Got niggas that will hit you floyd
Got 100 rounds in a toy
I got a rollie on not kors
Theres 100 bricks, the scoreboard
bricks like I hit the back-board
You got the bag get the rap for
Nah you walk in with me
With levis on and them ashy jeans
Dont pass 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 girl no ass

(Gucci Hook)

(Takeoff Verse)
No you walk thru with me, hell nah
you not 1017
thigh pads on my robin
Versace, my ring
Im clean, just Mr. Clean, you a peon nigga, your a shrimp
pistol bag and Im with a limp
the top in my lamb i got a tint
Errybody wanna be a god,
But aint plugged in the trap god
Trap god, he blessed me, so erryday i wake i gotta god
Diamonds all in my dog tags, thats a hundrred in that louie bag, and a hundred birds in that jag
got the goons outside, masks
lil boy got robbed for the
a blunt like my name steve nash..
when i and im checkin for the tag
put a bird on your head a price tag
young niggas never did that (never ever)
never ever copped the jag
1017 flags
i sell up the dro he me the bags

[Gucci Mane