Luyện nghe bài hát CoCo Pt. 2

Thousand dollar jeans a hundred more stacks in 'em
nigga on this jet with me, I done went to war for 'em
Or I to trap with 'em
I got real bitches fuckin' with a trap nigga
And we ain't with you rat niggas
Heard they talkin' on Twitter we at niggas
where the Sun never shines
They let Meek Milly home just in time
Look at their faces, now I got the
Now they don't remember when I had to
She fell in with the CoCo
She got on and Manolo
And we out Dubai at the boat
dice on the yacht, screamin', YOLO
It's my like Loso
And my situation an off
And I give her head like she cinco
Draggin' my mink I'm loco
You mad at me, but she though
How you get mad my old ho?
2015, I do gold
'Cause I'm in the field like Rose but sellin' them Os though

(What you it with?)
Bakin' soda, I got bakin'
(Who you with?)
It's the Chasers and we're takin'
(How you that shit?)
it through the glass, nigga
Buy a hundred bottles and put 'em on my tab,

I'm in love with the
I'm in love the coco
I got it for the low, low
I'm in with the coco

through the city with a check on me
Ridin' the hood with a TEC on me
28 it double, I ain't ever try to cuddle
So why these mothafuckas slept on me
ball 'til I reach me a kilo
Made enough then I went to see
Paid in full, if you like Rico
I'ma tie him up, tape his ass Maaco
Hundred round clip in the TEC
Catch a hot 9, 7 his ass wanna flex
High school, got off on a nigga the whopper
12K for my pistol in a dishwasher
One hit wonder, yeah a fact
Hit his ass 'til the police where I'm at
Made so money off this goddamn song
get in your ass like a goddamn thong
Coco Puffs, yeah for the kids
Stop tryna act you don't know what it is
soda ain't cut me no check
If they don't, I'ma show them mothafuckas an arm and hammer is
know I'm in love with the coke
My ex bitch took a young for a joke
If a nigga got a problem he gon' get smoked
I'ma squeeze and I'm out I parked too close

soda, I got bakin' soda
Bakin' soda, I got bakin'
Whip it through the glass,
I'm money fast, nigga

I'm in love the coco
I'm in with the coco
I got it for the low, low
I'm in with the coco

I say I run my town like Puffy,
Units in the
They like, "Why the fuck he got indicted?"
I I'm lucky, bitch
I ain't playin' 'bout this
I will shoot this bitch up like I'm
Dropped a foe, quarterback, Tony
Duct triple black, that's that ocho
if I told you bicycle with a logo
And got 'em in the air bag of the
Snow God in the kitchen, they call boy Zeus
And if that weighin' up then that's that Bruce Bruce
And if them tires losin' pressure, that's low pro
If that's the case, you whip it slow mo

I got yellow boxes
Arm & Hammer everywhere
Dropped a 9, got a half,
We gon' some bigger bags, nigga

I'm in love with the
I'm in love with the
I got it for the low, low
I'm in love with the