Luyện nghe bài hát Walk In With Me

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

(Gucci Verse)
Stop, stop, stop there
Bitch you you cannot go
Now, now, do hair
Do your hair you hoe
Nah, nah, with me nigga
Swappin nigga cant with me
Nah, nah, Im big
Talk that nigga Im off nigga
Shop with a nigga, come with a nigga
to go to the mall and shop for her
Louie bag I bag the road, gotta 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 super head, some crazy head
crazy, Im on top of her
Got 6s on my droppin phantom, out the opera
I got cake like oprah, cookin dope like
Dont call girl for 30 minutes, i left nut all over her

(Gucci Hook)

(Quavo Verse)
Quavo i got on them pradas, but I am 1017
You smokin on your uncle pack nah you cannot smoke with me
You walk around with on but I got on them robin jeans
My niggas walk around bones but nah this aint no busy bees
You aint makin no noise
Walk straight in the my boys
Got niggas that will hit you like
Got 100 rounds in a toy
I got a on not mike 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 girl with no ass

(Gucci Hook)

(Takeoff Verse)
No you walk thru with me, hell nah
you not bricksquad
pads on my robin jeans
Versace, my ring
Im clean, just like Mr. Clean, you a peon nigga, your a
bag and Im walking with a limp
drop the top in my i got a tint
Errybody wanna be a god,
But aint in with the trap god
god, he blessed me, so erryday i wake i gotta thank 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, black
lil boy got for the cash
a blunt like my name steve nash..
when i shop and im for the tag
put a bird on your head thats a tag
young niggas never did that (never ever)
never ever copped the jag
1017 flags
i sell up the dro he bring me the

Mane Hook]