Luyện nghe bài hát Breathe And Stop

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

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

Aiyyo, there's murder on the
capital, Im blastin' you
For the of this dough, thats what I have to do
I'm up, corner king, they named me Coka
Got caught, say a thing, you're 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 blow you
Yeah, it's the ghetto god, rep the Bronx I'm gone

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

Joey give a ***, told my *** hold 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 ain't from the Westside, put your up
Let a go, *** squeeze and pop
Let feel it when the bassline drop

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

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

Now I play like Kanye and let my chest hairs show
Put on Kool Moe Dee glasses but that just aint Joe
Play shot and then I switch up the
Like what the blood glock, bumbaklaat, you *** with Joe

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

Now up, you in love 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 ***, 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 bassline

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

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