Luyện nghe bài hát Lose It (Gucci Mane)

What's Gucci my
What's Louis my

I feel like I can't follow in nobody
You know I pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, at head my nigga
Young nigga, young nigga, pop pills, make mills young
Young nigga, young nigga, young nigga, young

I think I'm to lose it man
Said I'm to go Gucci Mane
In the trap countin' change
Don't with y'all 'cause you niggas lame
Said I'm 'bout to go Mane
Said I'm to go Gucci Mane
On a rant
On a choppa

Still-a in that trap getting
Out the sewer, now my the size of Cuba
I be rap-rapping that
We Brick Squad, ask Flocka
Beside this shit, Silkk The
Coulda been San on lock
But I two door ghost
I two floors that loaf
I be floor seats by coach
I be fight seats by rope
Make me so I could vomit
Gin no tonic
on my bitch, she know I'm dishonest
But I'm a product of my environment

Young nigga, young
Pop pills, make mills young
Got wrist, stay trill young
Still toting that steel nigga
And I ever lose a chain
And head stupid man

I think I'm 'bout to it man
Said I'm 'bout to go Mane
In the trap still countin'
Don't fuck with y'all 'cause you niggas
Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci
I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
On a choppa
On a choppa

Get or lay down
Shoot everything up but a or a playground
Run like a Greyhound
I'm in here, now who let the in?
I been taking my medicine
My trigger finger ain't been hesitant
I am your ruler, no
You know I pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, at head my nigga
Cash Money 'til I die, even if I go broke, I still wouldn't beg to
I'm off vapors, I heart paper, no sharp paper, better get the
'Cause I'm point-shaven with a razor, get buck like a horse stable
Too street smart, I'm a geek, I put my niggas on they
So if we fall it be that lean, that a nigga fall asleep
I can't see none of you niggas, and I can see the man
Where you going? I'm 'bout to go man

I think I'm to lose it man
I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
In the trap still change
Don't fuck with y'all 'cause you lame
Said I'm 'bout to go Mane
I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
On a choppa
On a rant