Luyện nghe bài hát Cobra Clutch

Alright we're gonna have a
had a lot of cards and letters: why don't you all guess how this cobra clutch works
Is it a sleeper Is it a submission hold?
Well, a little bit of both!
If a guy gets into the hold, he either goes to or he's a good boy and he gives up before he goes to sleep

[Verse 1: AK The
Seek, destroy, came down the Heavens on an asteroid
Acid void, falling down like will I crash or soar
Smack the the royal niggas, got the but do nothing for you
and oils keep me less in nuisance when I'm 'bout the boil
I can't say, I they souls like Dende
When I speak they like Sensei
Through they speak they talk no
If it ain't about my ends paid
Got a of my own, y'all been slaves
Got your girl and she got a man today
She just jump for the like a holiday
I be rockin' it but no
sleep, move quietly
Soon they admire me
Soon enough, get the Cobra
My erupt, leads to higher me
Niggas at this, should quit the rappin'
Yeah I like to blame society
at this, niggas in the attic
We get it crackin' if you trying me
I'm nothing what you used to
Bring aux, need a bluetooth
reckless, we might shoot you
Main in colours, a blue's clue
but I'm dangerous
Nothing but the payment
bang at the fame and
Spending all pay just to claim it

Hear you but bro
the thesis
Lately I've been 'bout these rappers
How I'm gon' feast 'em, amount of seasoning
Tell 'em if we see 'em wanna be 'em
Tell 'em if we see 'em wanna be 'em

Hear you but bro
What's the
Lately been dreaming 'bout these rappers
How I'm gon' feast, right amount of
Tell 'em if we see 'em wanna be 'em
Tell 'em if we see 'em wouldn't be 'em

[Verse 2:
I be on my horse
I be on my God
the don, dorks
From the live courts
Laser eye like
Wizard I'm John Wall
See the future,
Smoking dope, up
My scream Desiigner
Student watch your
Giving niggas F for exposure like a up
Get that resurrection
Give your to sign up
Spliff up with honour
like E. Honda
Me and my
Secretely been plotting
In this of imitation, either die or dance with Satan
And I got my new shoes, think they right for the
Got my crucifix, I it help in time of desperation
God, body,
my winkie fast
I'm the shabazz
Nigga similacs
the aristocrat
Head of operation, Ainge
I ain't stopping till my get them rings

Hear you but bro
What's the
I've been dreaming 'bout these rappers
How I'm gon' feast 'em, amount of seasoning
'em if we see 'em wouldn't wanna be 'em
Tell 'em if we see 'em wouldn't be 'em

Hear you but bro
the thesis
Lately I've been 'bout these rappers
How I'm gon' feast, right of seasoning
Tell 'em if we see 'em wanna be 'em
'em if we see 'em wouldn't wanna be 'em