Luyện nghe bài hát Car Horn

I'm the C O to the M O to the N
You heard Well boy I hit ya again
Official bald nigga from the City of
Stay doing it doing it I am it (Repeat 2x)

What the fuck is down? Nigga you sound
Like a bitch right now the pound
I gave you I I shouldn't have gave you
you was a hoe now you think the money made you
A slave to the rhythm servant to wisdom
Clinton is the pres but I voted for Chisom
In a poetical prison, I'm visiting
For hours, niggas get shanked for kicking
Pussy raps, radio is like CO's they try to me back
I rip cats out of they suits, give them they hoodies
I from the we stack back fist
"Ooh ohh ahh" is the sound of
new school cats is classless, influenced by rap shit
Front money, but backwards
I break bread with broads that got they
And hypes the blaster, lawyers that work than young ghetto bastards
Became childlike with the way I style
And act, because children naturally
Respond, to the Com as a poet I'm a like a Don
Cause I'm like that yo, a phenom without on my arm
You can't a verse
I'm a rhyme when I want to get up and
Some say I space like John Glenn because of the places been
I breaks about spin, through cases of Heinekin
Return to orbit off some that's anti-Corbin in the Wild Style
On to rappers is getting tortured for tossing salads
You imbalanced, you rap violence too much
I go on blind dates with my estates and gold
And at my shows a lot shows up, they think it's a up
So hands go up, but with the band I cold up
Money folder, you want a fresh style let me you

I'm the C-O to the M O to the N
You heard, motherfucker? boy I hit ya again
Official bald nigga from the of Winds
doing it, doing it, I am doing it (Repeat 2x)