Luyện nghe bài hát CoCo Pt. 2

Thousand dollar jeans with a 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 ain't fuckin' with you rat
Heard they talkin' on Twitter we just at
Back where the Sun never
They let Meek back home just in time
at their faces, now I got the paper
Now they remember when I had to grind
She fell in with the CoCo
She got on and Manolo
And we out Dubai at the show
Rollin' on the yacht, screamin', YOLO
It's my lituation like
And my an off shore
And I give her head like she ocho
Draggin' my mink I'm loco
You mad at me, but she chose
How you get mad my old ho?
2015, I do rose
'Cause I'm in the field just like but sellin' them Os though

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

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

Ridin' through the with a check on me
Ridin' through the with a TEC on me
28 Make it double, I ever try to cuddle
So why these mothafuckas slept on me
Eight ball 'til I reach me a
Made enough I went to see Rico
Paid in full, if you like Rico
tie him up, tape his ass like Maaco
Hundred clip in the mothafuckin' TEC
Catch a hot 9, 7 when his ass 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 wonder I'm at
Made so much money off this goddamn
Still get in your ass like a thong
Puffs, yeah that's for the kids
Stop tryna act like you don't know it is
Bakin' ain't cut me no check
If they don't, I'ma show mothafuckas what an arm and hammer is
know I'm in love with the coke
My ex bitch took a nigga for a joke
If a nigga got a problem then he gon' get
squeeze 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 with the coco
I'm in love with the
I got it for the low, low
I'm in with the coco

I say I run my town Puffy, bitch
in the duffel
They like, "Why the fuck he got indicted?"
I guess I'm lucky,
I playin' 'bout this nine
I will shoot bitch up like I'm Shyne
a foe, quarterback, Tony Romo
Duct tape triple black, that's ocho
What if I 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 shit weighin' up then that's that Bruce
And if them tires pressure, that's that low pro
If that's the case, you whip it slow mo

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

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