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 *** in Memphis
You them checks, go holla at my boy Damon

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

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

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

La Costa Nostra, gang, my shotty ring
Call it a killer's exhibition, let the hang
A real work of art, show your heart, I 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 ***, then again you know
And we don't never see him in the and he owe rats

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

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

And all my ***, throw hands up
You in the club with you're girls, your man up
you ain't comin' home, mami
Breathe and stop, exhale when the 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 play like Kanye and let my chest hairs show
Put on them Kool Moe Dee glasses but that just Joe
Play and then I switch up the flow
Like the blood glock, bumbaklaat, you ain't *** with Joe

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

Now up, you in love with a stripper
I *** her and her
I give her mayo, you come and you kiss her
*** Crack been a G ever
Sit back and watch the get bricks, muh'f***

All my ***, your dubs up
If you from the Westside, put your guns 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 you're girls, call man up
'Cause you ain't comin' home,
and stop, exhale when the bassline drop

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