Luyện nghe bài hát Wow

[Verse 1 -
My car, my bitch nigger, major
My niggers they shoot like Indiana
hoosers don't get more about the laser
What your team up, meaning [?]
Red phantom pink slip, everything for
Black 24s fatter than Fantasia's
Had a bitch Asia, put her up on the chronic
And her Su Woo, isn't it ironic?
My bars Grey Goose and tonic and I vomit
me like Muhammed, but nigger I'm not Islamic
All about my profit, in the cockpit
Devil in the view, heaven's the only option
Angel on the like reverend runs [?]
The day I'm feeling good in his holy ghost
Hate me like I'm god's son wanna see you
Break the 6th commandment if you run this Jesus piece

[Chorus - Mane:]
Wow my whip like wow, I wish like chick like mic out
My rims like wow, I'm right now
You say ow, cause my gun go pow
Wow my whip wow, I wish like chick like mic iced out
My rims like wow, I'm smoking now
You prob say ow, my gun go pow, wow

[Verse 2 - Gucci
Balling, Amauri
I'm not an athlete but a track beat
I'm on a great run, the world me
So to hate me, it's all gravy
So icy, so [?] ice cream on my face it ain't your face
I'm on my grind constant, my grind custom
While you cross counters, we cross
Yellow diamonds on my it looking like an omelette
I'm not a pumpkin, I [?]
I got irons, for you
for goons, prepare for you
So where the blood i'm tattooed [?]
I'm a straight thug, I a [?]
So where the move blood i'm [?]
I'm a thug, I keep a [?]

- Gucci Mane:]
Wow my whip wow, I wish like chick like mic iced out
My rims like wow, I'm right now
You say ow, cause my gun go pow
Wow my like wow, I wish like chick like mic iced out
My rims like wow, I'm right now
You say ow, cause my gun go pow, wow

3 - Game:]
[?] we onto something
Chains, Gucci, light it up Vegas
Down Frasier, my shooters like [?]
And we keep that new pain run when you see lasers
We bring them trailblazers smoking kush Malaysians
Still trapping like back then the were pagers
Click clapping, what's happening 4 5 at you
Keep yapping, I'm clapping, T.I. we Takers
Nigger I don't give a damn [?]
Get your boss on your phone cause we don't fuck with men
Hit your boss at your home fucking my middle man
I'm from it's off at your dome for just a kilogram
Gucci they talking about tattoo up your face
Must of forgotten them boys you shot nigger murder was the
summer is ours ain't a motherfucker safe
And in a fall, I'm putting 5 mil in a safe

[Chorus - Mane:]
Wow my whip wow, I wish like chick like mic iced out
My rims wow, I'm smoking right now
You say ow, cause my gun go pow
Wow my like wow, I wish like chick like mic iced out
My like wow, I'm smoking right now
You say ow, cause my gun go pow, wow