Luyện nghe bài hát Breathe And Stop

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

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

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

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

Was to prison, you know me, homie, the chromey's itchin'
Leave you holy if you rollin' some bad intentions
Fit the ***, then again you that
And we never see him in the hood and he owe rats

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

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

And all my ***, you're hands up
You in the with you're girls, call your man up
'Cause you ain't home, mami
and stop, exhale when the bassline 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 Kanye and let my chest hairs show
Put on them Kool Moe Dee glasses but that just Joe
shot and then I switch up the flow
Like what the glock, bumbaklaat, you ain't *** with Joe

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

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

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

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