Luyện nghe bài hát Coast/Clear

Got the beat by Powers, and we just made a

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

1: Joey Bada$$]
Gang me in this bitch, ain't no fear, woah (No fear)
Push me to the edge and bitch I spare none
Get shot (Shot), beat ya block down (Block)
Said I'm ridin' round the with my top down
'round 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, bitch, I must be on my fourth mill', yeah
I'm just life like I'm supposed to, yeah
First class, on mimosas, yeah
Cartier, I get it re-upholstered,
When you bread, you need a toaster, yeah

2: Meechy Darko]
I just fucked your girl, I should've it
Text me the addy then I floated
Tongue out, on the open lane
it out, .40 with the scope and beam
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 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 grow a pair
Gotta watch my back, 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 a pair

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

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

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

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

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