Luyện nghe bài hát Capo

Yeah, huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I doin' no playing Jack, you hear me?
Yeah, yeah,
Bow, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

I'm tired of him breathing, I'm his breath (Huh?)
Shoot to my right, my on the left
I my stripes but I'm not a ref
niggas, they woke, they overslept (Yeah)
My bitch, she clutch she a nurse
Whenever I'm down she give me a
The pull up, my gun in her purse
The ops up, put him on a shirt
Bitch, we came in this world and we for murder
yo cap off and it's word to Bobby Shmurda
Nigga yo mouth, I would hate to have to hurt ya
You would kill off a but snitch when you sober
Ran down in the street, man, this nigga tried to me
I hit one in the but his gun was on safety
askin' how I been, what I been feelin' lately
I got good aim in the like I'm Brady

Can't speak on the I did to you
To be honest, them bullets meant for you
I'm sorry that hit you
Fuck that, spin again, shoot again, the friend too
See at first I was gon' stop
Hell nah, how them hollows
I'm independent, can't a deal
Gon' out for a couple mill
you try and rob, hit yo knees and pray to Buddha
Soon as you up it, Lil gonna shoot ya
Remember I was young and I used to be a
I got into guns then I to the shoota
off yo head, call that a fuckin' train wreck
Bitch, yo legs, Where the fuck is yo brain at?
Wet a nigga block, make it look like we
Man I to struggle, now a nigga famous
I'm 16, big dreams, I wanna be a star
I used to spend money on lil things, now I a car
Aye, that Rollie or that Audemars, Where do I
Man this lean fuckin' up my tummy, me fart
Hunnid-sumthn shots in the
My bitch, she bad, like
I'm poppin' like pimple
I'm in her mouth, that's
We up like a gay ho
We kill niggas like
We like Fredo and love totin' Dracos
Mop a with the .40, I'm a janitor
We swervin' on gas, cannabis
a lot in the Draco, I'm a animal
In Florida, in Panama
He said he want smoke, I hope he ready
I put on my mask like Jason and
You as bear, just like Teddy
I shoot him in the head, knock out his

I'm tired of him breathing, I'm taking his (Huh?)
Shoot to my right, my on the left
I my stripes but I'm not a ref
niggas, they woke, they overslept (Yeah)
My bitch, she clutch because she a
Whenever I'm down she give me a
The police pull up, my gun in her
The ops up, put him on a shirt
Bitch, we came in this and we lookin' for murder
Knock yo cap off and it's word to Shmurda
Nigga watch yo mouth, I would hate to have to ya
You would off a perc but snitch when you sober
Ran down in the street, man, this tried to play me
I hit one in the head but his gun was on
They how I been, what I been feelin' lately
I got good aim in the pocket like I'm