Luyện nghe bài hát Breathe And Stop

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

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

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

Aiyyo, there's murder on the
capital, Im blastin' you
For the love of this dough, what I have to do
I'm posted up, king, they named me Coka
Got caught, say a thing, you're not supposed to

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

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

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

All my ***, your 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 ***, throw hands up
You in the with you're girls, call your man up
'Cause you comin' home, mami
Breathe and stop, when the bassline drop

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

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

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

Now listen up, you in love a stripper
I *** her and her
I give her that mayo, you and you kiss her
*** been a G ever since
Sit back and the money get bricks, muh'f***

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

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

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