Luyện nghe bài hát Hi-Five

Brrrr,
Wop, hah
It's big Gucci, up
Metro,
If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon you

I put eight in my crib to inspire ya
When you worth like twenty mill, the admire ya
When your rap sheet look mine, no one will hire ya
But when you sign yourself like I did, they can't ya
You want your club so then put me on the flier (it's Gucci)
I'm on fire like Richard Pryor, my price higher
How you gon' take my title, drivin' a car without a
I'm whippin' through rush hour Charlotte in a Spyder
Slide up on ya bitch like a race car
Dive off in that pussy a deep sea diver
Niggas from my hood know me from cheap, cheap
But niggas on your block say you'se a real coward

five, low five
I left them niggas hangin', get no five
Gucci Mane, they say that I got lives
Six Flags Over Georgia, I got nine
five, low five
I left them bitches hangin', they get no
Mane they say that I got nine lives
Come go to Gucci World, cause I got rides

Fuck yo jam of the week, I put grams on the
So money, gave metro a hundred grand for the beat (Metro)
So much ice around my bezel you see, the Patek
I'm Felipe, in Felipe's, with a freak, she
the beach, to the skreet, from the skreet, to the suite
Put my bone in her mouth, told her bon
I done sold so many they should deport me to Belize
Cause I'm shining on these like a desert with no trees
From the hat on my to the shoes on my feet
Every garment on my body, man, it from overseas
In them I was raised I sold like 50,000 P's
You want Gucci on song, that's at least a hundred G's
Wop

five, low five
I left them hangin' they get no five
Gucci Mane they say that I got nine
Six Flags Over Georgia, I got rides
High five, low
I left them hangin', they get no five
Mane they say that I got nine lives
Come go to Gucci cause I got nine rides