Luyện nghe bài hát Coast/Clear

Got the beat by Powers, and we just a banger

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

1: Joey Bada$$]
Gang with me in bitch, ain't no fear, woah (No fear)
Push me to the edge and bitch I won't none
Get down (Shot), beat ya block down (Block)
Said I'm ridin' round the city my top down
Gang 'round me a forcefield
We be eating good, I must be on my fourth meal
Called it out, yeah, I got beef up on my fork still
Ballin' now, bitch, I must be on my fourth mill', yeah
I'm just livin' life like I'm to, yeah
First class, sippin' on mimosas,
Cartier, I get it re-upholstered,
When you makin' bread, you need a toaster,

[Verse 2: Meechy
I just your girl, I should've posted it
Text me the addy then I there
Tongue out, on the open lane
Thug it out, .40 with the and beam
Don't make me to leave it smokin', yeah
Dead, red
Paranoia, don't get to me
I don't even trust the niggas to me

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

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

[Verse 4: Erick The
nigga, trap, trap out on Nostrand, yeah
Relatively, me where I'm posted, yeah
Fuck from me if you 'bout that ho shit
My lil' jumpin' like a ocean, yeah

[Verse 5: Gold]
Cheers to the coast, raise a for the toast
I'ma bust a couple grams, know the like to smoke
We been bustin' bands, lighters up at the shows
flex up on my mans, get him gone, vámonos
Keep my dawgs in attack, and my arm on my
Niggas steppin' up to Joey, he even gotta scrap
Pow P, that's my slatt, Kirk & grip the MAC
Z-O-M-B, y'all my niggas the death, that's on my back

[Verse 6: Caution]
Life is a roadblock, swerve around the potholes
They gon' try to cop out, it, I'm a pyro
Maniac, it down, promise when the smoke clear
Zombies, UA me, and the Pros here, yeah

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