Luyện nghe bài hát Car Horn

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 City of
Stay doing it doing it I am it (Repeat 2x)

What the fuck is going down? Nigga you
a real bitch right now the pound
I gave you I I shouldn't have gave you
Before you was a hoe now you think the made you
A slave to the rhythm indentured servant to
Clinton is the but I voted for Shelly Chisom
In a poetical prison, I'm visiting
For hours, coward niggas get for kicking
raps, radio is like CO's they try to push 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
These new school cats is classless, influenced by rap
Front money, but hustle
I break bread broads that got they masters
And the blaster, lawyers that work faster than young ghetto bastards
Became childlike with the way I style
And act, because naturally react
Respond, to the Com as a poet I'm a like a Don
Cause I'm like that yo, a phenom shit on my arm
You can't coherse a
I'm a rhyme I want to get up and rhyme
Some say I space like John Glenn of the places I've been
I breaks about spin, through cases of Heinekin
Return to orbit off some shit that's anti-Corbin in the Style
On to rappers is getting tortured for tossing salads
You imbalanced, you rap violence too much
I go on blind dates with my and gold dust
And at my shows a lot shows up, think it's a hold up
So many hands go up, but the band I cold up
Money folder, you a fresh style let me show you

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