Luyện nghe bài hát CoCo Pt. 2

Thousand dollar with a hundred more stacks in 'em
Every on this jet with me, I done went to war for 'em
Or I to trap with 'em
I got real Hollywood bitches fuckin' with a trap
And we fuckin' with you rat niggas
they talkin' on Twitter we just at niggas
Back where the Sun never
They let Meek Milly back home in time
Look at their faces, now I got the
Now they don't when I had to grind
She fell in love the CoCo
She got on Chanel and
And we out Dubai at the show
dice on the yacht, screamin', YOLO
It's my lituation Loso
And my situation an off
And I give her head she ocho cinco
Draggin' my mink like I'm
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?)
soda, I got bakin' soda
(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 the coco
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' through the hood a TEC on me
28 Make it double, I ain't ever try to
So explain why these mothafuckas on me
Eight ball 'til I me a kilo
Made then I went to see Rico
Paid in full, if you actin' Rico
I'ma tie him up, tape his ass Maaco
Hundred clip in the mothafuckin' TEC
Catch a hot 9, 7 when his ass wanna
High school, got off on a nigga the whopper
12K for my in a fuckin' dishwasher
One hit wonder, yeah a fact
Hit his ass 'til the police where I'm at
Made so much money off goddamn song
Still get in your ass like a thong
Coco Puffs, that's for the kids
Stop tryna act like you know what it is
Bakin' soda cut me no check
If they don't, I'ma show them mothafuckas an arm and hammer is
Everybody know I'm in love the coke
My ex bitch took a young for a joke
If a nigga got a problem then he get smoked
I'ma and I'm out like I parked too close

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

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

I say I run my like Puffy, bitch
Units in the
like, "Why the fuck he never got indicted?"
I guess I'm lucky,
I ain't playin' 'bout this
I will shoot this bitch up like I'm
a foe, quarterback, Tony Romo
Duct tape black, that's that ocho
if I told you bicycle with a logo
And got 'em in the air bag of the
God in the kitchen, they call that boy Zeus
And if that shit weighin' up then that's Bruce Bruce
And if them tires losin' pressure, that's low pro
If the case, you gotta whip it slow mo

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

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