Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Man

Call me Gucci Mane when I'm on the with you
But call me Jessie James I hold this damn pistol
You can call me Gucci gu-ap when I do a with you
But don't walk up on me homes, I ain't finna blow no with you
Got them young shooters with me don't get along with you
If you ain't get no money nigga is wrong with you
And I can't tell own thing must have gone wrong pitcher
I'm in the sippin' lean, with this very long swisher
I'm drinkin' promethazine and codeine and this apple mixture
If you that you wouldn't do that I swear you would not kiss her
Yous a Nicky Barnes ass tryin' to tell on Guy Fisher
If a snitch was to die today I bet his hood not miss him

Yous a dead man, playing with the bread
Yous a dead man, I put that to your head man
Dead man you're playing games my bread
You in the red man, around and be a dead man
Dead man, dead man, yous a man
man, dead man, yous a dead man
Dead man, I put that pistol to head man
man, I put that pistol to your head man, dead man

Five deuce, 4 6 A
8 watches, 4 6 rings
Pot forks, dope at a cost
From coast to coast, I set numbers on the
it yo, you know I can sell you both 16-5
Prices then Shawty Lo, when I drive
Got my leanin', low bricks inside
Got 'em stash in the door, always running
Me and Gucci money bands yeah keep comin'
Tractor in the morning won't stop jugging
Every month I make 4 hundred, I'm a nigga
I got off of junkies

Yous a man, playing games with the bread
Yous a dead man, I put that pistol to head man
man, you playing games with my bread
You in the red man, fuck around and be a man
Dead man, dead man, a dead man
Dead man, dead man, yous a man
Dead man, I put that pistol to your man
man, I put that pistol to your head man, dead man

What the fuck is you thinking? Lil you must have been drinking
This chopper had got me like Harley
If I let it ride you bound to be
I'm a asshole I do what I to
Old shit that's for you to fight to
I don't give a bitch I don't like you
Got fire bitch I might light you
Bitch I am the streets you look tough
Couple bricks of like I was on bluff
me the master like Sho'Nuff
Bad boy for real, no
If a nigga pussy I don't mine
Just keep your distance don't play mine
Stay in your fall out the line
Have them young all in your head to pay a fine
You can find me in the hood a hood don't go
Heard you're somebody the hood don't
If a nigga turn up, tell 'em this show
Money sit still so I don't blow
King of the streets just call me
On my thrown no one higher
T.R.U.T.H. no
Real nigga I won't retire

Yous a dead man, games with the bread
Yous a dead man, I put that to your head man
Dead man, you're playing games my bread
You in the red man, around and be a dead man
man, dead man, yous a dead man
Dead man, man, yous a dead man
Dead man, I put that pistol to your man
Dead man, I put that pistol to your man, dead man