Luyện nghe bài hát Breathe And Stop

Yeah, it's the Profit, it's the
Coast, West Coast, come down selector, see it
Latino Market, you know we got that *** in
You writin' checks, go holla at my boy Damon

All my ***, throw dubs up
If you from the Westside, put your guns up
Let a go, *** squeeze and pop
Let them feel it when the bassline

And all my ***, you're hands up
You in the club with girls, call your man up
you ain't comin' home, mami
Breathe and stop, exhale the bassline drop

Aiyyo, murder on the streets
capital, Im blastin' you
For the love of dough, thats what I have to do
I'm posted up, corner king, they named me
Got caught, didn't say a thing, you're not to

La Nostra, Gotti gang, my shotty ring
Call it a exhibition, let the body hang
A real of art, show your heart, I blow you smart
Yeah, it's the ghetto god, rep the 'til I'm gone

Was sent to prison, you know me, homie, the itchin'
Leave you holy if you rollin' some bad intentions
Fit the ***, again you know that
And we don't never see him in the and he owe rats

Joey don't give a ***, told my *** hold
Usually in the kitchen, where the stove at?
Got that ***, got that ***, get them ***
My little man pitchin', yeah, we him Sandy Cossacks

All my ***, your dubs up
If you ain't from the Westside, put your up
Let a shot go, *** and pop
Let feel it when the bassline drop

And all my ***, throw you're up
You in the club with girls, call your man up
'Cause you ain't home, mami
Breathe and stop, exhale when the drop

Lord of war, you a hammer, Ill sell you guns
*** to Pablo, sell grammar to Pun
Stop ***, I am the one
Pepper spray gangsters, show you how the is slung

Now I could play like Kanye and let my hairs show
Put on them Kool Moe Dee glasses but just aint Joe
Play and then I switch up the flow
what the blood glock, bumbaklaat, you ain't *** with Joe

Now loves me, her friends hate me
Jealous 'cause they boyfriends me
We gettin' that baby love, yeah, we free
Ain't nobody pocket here, we paid G's

Now listen up, you in with a stripper
I *** her and her
I give her that mayo, you come and you her
*** Crack been a G since
Sit back and watch the money get bricks,

All my ***, throw your up
If you from the Westside, put your guns up
Let a go, *** squeeze and pop
Let them feel it when the drop

And all my ***, throw hands up
You in the club with you're girls, your man up
'Cause you comin' home, mami
Breathe and stop, exhale when the drop

Coka, Game, the gangsta
TA, up? I see you ***
New York, Killa capital, Cali,