Luyện nghe bài hát Cobra Clutch

Alright gonna have a demonstration
I've had a lot of cards and letters: why don't you all guess how this clutch works
Is it a sleeper Is it a submission hold?
Well, it's a 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

1: AK The Savior]
Seek, destroy, down from the Heavens on an asteroid
Acid void, falling down ashes will I crash or soar
the the royal niggas, got the power but do nothing for you
Hash and oils keep me less in nuisance when I'm 'bout the
I can't say, I heal they like Dende
When I speak they like Sensei
Through they speak talk no English
If it ain't about my ends paid
Got a mind of my own, been slaves
Got girl and she don't got a man today
She just jump for the like a holiday
I be it but no apologies
Niggas sleep, move
Soon they admire me
enough, get the Cobra Clutch
My career erupt, to higher me
Niggas at this, they quit the rappin'
I really like to blame society
Kobe at this, niggas in the
We could get it crackin' if you me
Bitch I'm nothing you used to
Bring your aux, a bluetooth
Acting reckless, we might you
Main in colours, here's a blue's
but I'm dangerous
Nothing changed but the
Niggas at the fame and
Spending all pay just to claim it

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

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

[Verse 2:
I be on my high
I be on my God
Separate the don,
the living live courts
Laser eye like
like I'm John Wall
See the future,
dope, reclined up
My like Desiigner
watch your conduct
Giving F for exposure like a higher up
Get resurrection class
Give your to sign up
rolled up with honour
Smacking E. Honda
Me and my
been plotting domination
In this board of imitation, either die or dance Satan
And I got my new shoes, think they right for the
Got my crucifix, I hope it in time of desperation
God, body,
Check my winkie
I'm the whole
artificial similacs
Silence the
Head of operation, Ainge
I ain't till my niggas get them rings

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

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