Luyện nghe bài hát Pardon Me

[Intro: Gucci
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[Verse 1: Gucci
A so fly that I should have been a pilot
I know a nigga rap but I could have a stylist
Feel like a 'cause I rock so many diamonds (bling)
never run for president, my past too violent
Fam so broke that I had to grindin'
Why I'm lookin' bummy? Everybody shinin'
Turned into a and did a couple break-ins
Started as a corner boy, then turned a kingpin
Walkin' in Magic lookin' like I were El
Hot damn Gucci, a cold-blooded Hublot
I even fuck with one hoe, I need two
And you gotta call hoe, I don't need you
Jumpin' out a car no roof in a suit hoe
What type of nigga do the shit that I do
Started as a group, but I'm so dope I went
Get your ass knocked off and it free promo
Chopper make a nigga back crack Romo
Gucci go hard on a bitch, no
Pull up in an 18-wheeler, me
Feelin' Sosa was born to move yayo

[Hook:
Life's about risks
I my baby pray for me, I'm tryna be all I can be
Put my pants on just like you, so why you me?
I'm just be all I can be
I'm tryna live out my dreams, if I offend you, me
I'm tryna be all I can be
I'm tryna see all that I can see
Never me, I'm tryna be all I can be

2: Rocko]
Ay, they wanna know, how it feel to be a star?
How's it feel to ride the house for your car?
How does it feel to not to sell that raw?
I'm told 'em I'm way paranoid 'cause now they hate me more
say, "Rock, how does it feel to be last of a dying breed?"
You pump life into these streets, they were in dying
Off that real shit, softest, that uncut, that raw
shit that they jam to everyday when they jump up
The law, the word, meet me in the AM
My voice I bring the gate in, in the evenings, still me
Hit the club playing, still playing when they leavin'
(How that make you feel?)
It good, they believe me
They receive me, I am how perceive me
I put my soul these lyrics, listen, you will hear it
Backseat Mulsanne, Top and the don
Where would the be without the Trap God and the don?

[Hook:
about taking risks
I my baby pray for me, I'm tryna be all I can be
Put my pants on just you, so why you envy me?
I'm just be all I can be
I'm tryna out my dreams, if I offend you, pardon me
I'm just be all I can be
I'm just see all that I can see
Never mind me, I'm be all I can be

3: Gucci Mane]
Fuck your CEO and tell 'em King Gucci that
Cause I ain't never ever hit a lick and brought the bread
your CEO? We used to gamble for his contract
I damn near his first three albums playin' blackjack
Standin' in the trap, catchin' J's in my
Cappin' 'bout none of niggas rappin' 'bout a fake trap
Call Ghostbusters 'cause these sellin' ghost crack
Point 'em to the kitchen and the nigga need a [?]
Put me in the kitchen and I might just a whole back
Put a in a nigga head, tell him "hold that"
This that eggbeater music, get it out the rap
This wife beater music, sell it while it wet rap
You a dick and I never will respect that
out, took my set back, I know they didn't expect that
Gucci worth figures, but he tryna stretch that
My partner turned informer on me, I never woulda guessed

[Hook:
about taking risks
I told my baby pray for me, I'm be all I can be
Put my pants on just you, so why you envy me?
I'm tryna be all I can be
I'm tryna out my dreams, if I offend you, pardon me
I'm just be all I can be
I'm just see all that I can see
Never me, I'm tryna be all I can be, ay