Luyện nghe bài hát Gucci The Eskimo

verse 1: early in the im cookin a brick
see i aint really thinkin bout snitches and shit
its as a bitch but i gives a fuck
i swag threw the six my pistols up
brick boy click put ya up
so icy on my tag nigga eat my
im high as a and in god i trust
a nigga try us his head is busted

im then u niggas that how i got my bust
niggas sendin threats like we give a
probly mad cause her buzz was cut
and im in the city bricks are us (gucci)
chorus: gucci mane the burr ya bitch
i drop 100 racks and miss the shit
that shit that fuck shit bitch miss me with
and if yo mama died i wouldnt miss the bitch

verse 2: im ganster al capone or james cady
these rap puss really hard the just actin
i sold bricks for the whie dragons
sixteen to twenty two five im igh
on yo tax pockets or your package
twenty one five right now and im
it jump to twenty and im a start clapin
yo folks aint workin shit my open
im on deck brick no flex
get snowed in like n alport
got 150 bricks with no
and good for 400 if i for it
u got for it
ill pay for it
ill send out for it bring back yorin
ya got for it
ill pay for it
ill send out for it bring back yorin chorin

verse 3: gucci shoes adem right in the bag
in my gucci i know you like that swag
polar gucci chillin off of my igloo
30 inch rims so deep u fit yo threw
yo dick out my girl gucci forbids u
chopper hoes imagine what that shit do
duce duce bustin and amuse u
so many wipes little comfuse you
bart simpson chain some strange ass cartoon
hummer loaded with the crome and moon roof
gucci mane the juice man ya bitch
we'll drop 100 racks and wont the shit (gucci)