Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Man

Call me Gucci when I'm on the stage with you
But call me Jessie James when I hold this damn
You can call me Gucci gu-ap when I do a song you
But walk up on me homes, I ain't finna blow no strong with you
Got them young shooters with me they don't get with you
If you get no money nigga what is wrong with you
And I can't tell your own thing must have wrong pitcher
I'm in the whip lean, with this very long swisher
I'm drinkin' and codeine and this apple juice mixture
If you knew that you do that I swear you would not kiss her
Yous a Nicky Barnes ass tryin' to tell on Guy Fisher
If a snitch was to die today I bet his would not miss him

a dead man, playing games with the bread
Yous a dead man, I put that pistol to your man
Dead man playing games with my bread
You in the red man, fuck and be a dead man
Dead man, dead man, a dead man
man, dead man, yous a dead man
Dead man, I put that pistol to your man
Dead man, I put that to your head man, dead man

deuce, 4 tray 6 A
8 watches, 4 chains 6
Pot forks, dope at a high
From coast to coast, I set numbers on the
Remix it yo, you know I can sell you 16-5
Prices lower then Shawty Lo, when I
Got my seat leanin', low bricks
Got 'em stash in the door, road running
Me and Gucci getting money bands keep comin'
Tractor trailer in the morning stop jugging
Every month I 4 hundred, I'm a street nigga
I got off of junkies

Yous a dead man, playing games with the
Yous a dead man, I put pistol to your head man
man, you playing games with my bread
You in the red man, around and be a dead man
man, dead man, yous a dead man
Dead man, dead man, a dead man
Dead man, I put that pistol to your man
Dead man, I put that pistol to your man, dead man

What the fuck is you thinking? Lil bitch you must have drinking
This had got me feeling like Harley
If I let it ride you bound to be
I'm a asshole I do what I to
Old that's made for you to fight to
I don't give a fuck bitch I don't you
Got that fire bitch I might you
Bitch I am the you just look tough
Couple bricks of like I was on bluff
Call me the like Sho'Nuff
Bad boy for real, no
If a nigga pussy I don't pimp
Just keep distance don't play with mine
Stay in your fall out the line
Have them young niggas all in your to pay a fine
You can find me in the what a hood don't go
Heard you're somebody the hood don't
If a nigga up, tell 'em watch this show
Money never sit so I don't blow
King of the streets just call me
On my thrown ain't no one
T.R.U.T.H. no
street nigga I won't retire

Yous a dead man, games with the bread
Yous a dead man, I put that pistol to head man
Dead man, you're playing games my bread
You in the red man, fuck around and be a man
Dead man, dead man, a dead man
Dead man, dead man, a dead man
Dead man, I put pistol to your head man
Dead man, I put that to your head man, dead man