Luyện nghe bài hát Coast/Clear

Got the beat by Powers, and we just made a

Kirk Knight]
Gotta watch my back, make the coast clear, yeah
If you thuggin' from the struggle, put a in the air
Pop out, watch 'em all
You a cop-out, you should a pair
Gotta watch my back, make sure the clear, yeah
If you thuggin' the struggle, put a toast in the air
Pop out, 'em all stare
You a cop-out, you should a pair

1: Joey Bada$$]
Gang with me in this bitch, no fear, woah (No fear)
Push me to the edge and bitch I spare none
Get shot down (Shot), beat ya down (Block)
Said I'm ridin' round the city with my top
Gang me like a forcefield
We be eating good, swear I must be on my meal
Called it out, yeah, I got some beef up on my still
Ballin' now, lil' bitch, I be on my fourth mill', yeah
I'm just life like I'm supposed to, yeah
First class, sippin' on mimosas,
Cartier, I get it re-upholstered,
When you makin' bread, you need a toaster,

2: Meechy Darko]
I just fucked girl, I should've posted it
Text me the then I floated there
Tongue out, Jordan on the lane
Thug it out, .40 with the scope and
Don't me have to leave it smokin', yeah
Dead, red
Paranoia, don't get to me
I don't even trust the close to me

[Chorus: Kirk
Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear,
If you from the struggle, put a toast in the air
Pop out, 'em all stare
You a cop-out, you should grow a
Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear,
If you from the struggle, put a toast in the air
Pop out, 'em all stare
You a cop-out, you should grow a

[Verse 3: Juice]
Every time I wake up, put one in the air
You know I want it, baby, bring that pussy here
Hop out, you can it in the air
Touch down, every city coast

4: Erick The Architect]
Flatbush nigga, trap, trap out on Nostrand,
Relatively, catch me where I'm posted,
Fuck from 'round me if you that ho shit
My baby jumpin' like a ocean, yeah

[Verse 5: Gold]
to the coast, raise a glass for the toast
I'ma bust a couple grams, know the gang like to
We been rubber bands, lighters up at the shows
Nigga up on my mans, get him gone, vámonos
my dawgs in attack, and my arm on my strap
Niggas up to Joey, he don't even gotta scrap
Pow P, that's my slatt, & Nycky grip the MAC
Z-O-M-B, y'all my niggas 'til the death, that's on my

[Verse 6: Nyck
Life is like a roadblock, swerve the potholes
They gon' try to cop out, it, I'm a pyro
Maniac, burn it down, promise when the clear
Zombies, UA with me, and the here, yeah

Kirk Knight]
Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear,
If you thuggin' from the struggle, put a in the air
Pop out, 'em all stare
You a cop-out, you should grow a
Gotta my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah
If you thuggin' from the struggle, put a in the air
Pop out, watch 'em all
You a cop-out, you should grow a