Luyện nghe bài hát Walk In With Me

(Gucci Hook)
If you Reggie Bush, then you cannot smoke with me
If you wear Fila products, you cant walk in with me
If you aint stuffin up a blunt, then yall niggas cant smoke me
If you wear fake gold, then you walk in with me
walk in with me, yall boys cant walk in with me
Cant walk in with me, girl you cant walk in me
walk in with me, boy you cant walk in with me
Nah, off enemy, girl you cant walk in with Guwop

(Gucci Verse)
Stop, stop, stop right
Bitch you you cannot go
Now, now, do hair
Do hair you dirty hoe
Nah, nah, with me nigga
Swappin nigga walk with me
Nah, nah, Im big
Talk that nigga Im off nigga
Shop a nigga, come shop with a nigga
to go to the mall and shop for her
Louie bag I bag the road, gotta pull in a bars for her
My girlfriend so crazy bad, renta cop fo her
I dont roll with police man, Im buy a glock for her
Im getting head, some crazy head
crazy, Im on top of her
Got 6s on my phantom, out the window opera
I got cake like oprah, cookin dope like
Dont call girl for 30 minutes, i left nut all over her

(Gucci Hook)

(Quavo Verse)
Young i got on them pradas, but I am 1017
You smokin on your uncle pack hell nah you cannot smoke me
You walk with levis on but I got on them robin jeans
My niggas walk around with bones but nah aint no busy bees
You aint makin no noise
Walk straight in the my boys
Got that will hit you like floyd
Got 100 in a choppa toy
I got a rollie on not mike
Theres 100 bricks, check the
Throwing bricks like I hit the
You got the bag get the rap for
Nah you cant in with me
With levis on and them ashy jeans
Dont even no blunt to me
Im a big dog you a runt to me
Me and Gucci smokin gas, at a round table counting
Chop it up by the bag
Selling girl with no ass

(Gucci Hook)

(Takeoff Verse)
No you walk thru with me, hell nah
you not 1017
thigh on my robin jeans
Versace, my ring
Im clean, like Mr. Clean, you a peon nigga, your a shrimp
bag and Im walking with a limp
drop the top in my i got a tint
Errybody wanna be a god,
But plugged in with the trap god
Trap god, he blessed me, so erryday i wake i thank god
Diamonds all in my dog tags, thats a hundrred bands in that louie bag, and a hundred in that jag
got the goons outside, black
lil boy got for the cash
Pass a blunt like my name nash..
when i shop and im for the tag
put a on your head thats a price tag
yall niggas never did that (never ever)
ever ever copped the jag
1017 flags
i up the dro he bring me the bags

Mane Hook]