Luyện nghe bài hát Drive Fast - Hard 2 Kill

Yeah, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci,
Yeah, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, (So Icy, So Icy,)
baby,

I real fast baby I don't drive slow,
I drive slow, I don't drive slow,
Drop the top on that thang to let ya hair blow,
Let ya hair blow, Let ya blow,

I drive fast baby I don't drive slow,
I don't drive slow, I don't slow,
Drop the top on that just to let ya hair blow,
Let ya hair blow, Let ya blow,

1]
I a sports car bitch, Put em Bapes to the gas,
If you go to church cus I'm finna drive fast,
Throwing out the brain of a '74 Oldsmo,
There no mojo he to get some mo do,
Cornerstore, Amaco, bought a to flat show,
Niggas want that wola shawty right by Grocian Road,
East side up, put E's in the air,
If you smoking Bubba Kush, put them in the air,
I'm smoking on that kush so it's up my car,
They call me "twinkle twinkle" cus they that I'm a star,
I her come here then I didn't say shit,
Cus my ice talk for me, I don't no broke bitch,

2]
Verse 2, fish, shoes, and a purse too,
of yo chain, turn yo watch to Starburst too,
Put Lemon Heads in yo ears,
Put them Pebbles in yo fingers,
Now envied by yo peers,
And get yo ass in shape,
All that Louie Chong got yo ass loosin weight,(leanin)
Mane got you straight, huh?
You know he got cake,
Gave it to her date,
ride down the block like a damn X Pill,
Standin tall on them like some damn high heels,
I'ma roll the block like a damn X Pill,
Standin tall on them sixes some damn high heels,

3]
Yeah Rose, red wit Bapes,
On some shit, bitches feedin niggas grapes,
I'ma buy some hot wings, but I buy steak,
But I'm good wit a trout, bitch a too fake,
toyin on the beat, so you know they gone hate,
Had that Tony Tiger Kush, man that smoke great,
Got that bumpin talented I think I can do it,
Drop me and yo fill wit them other fluid,
Trappa slash rappa but a full G,
purp wit my boys, bout 2 or 3 P's,
I'm a trappa slash rappa but a full G,
Smokin wit my boys, bout 2 or 3 P's

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