Luyện nghe bài hát CoCo Pt. 2

Thousand jeans with a hundred more stacks in 'em
Every nigga on jet with me, I done went to war for 'em
Or I used to with 'em
I got real Hollywood bitches fuckin' with a nigga
And we ain't with you rat niggas
they talkin' on Twitter we just at niggas
Back where the Sun never
They let Meek Milly back just in time
Look at faces, now I got the paper
Now they don't when I had to grind
She fell in love with the
She got on and Manolo
And we out Dubai at the show
Rollin' on the yacht, screamin', YOLO
It's my lituation Loso
And my an off shore
And I give her head like she cinco
Draggin' my mink like I'm
You mad at me, but she though
How you get mad my old ho?
2015, I do rose
'Cause I'm in the field just like Rose but sellin' them Os

(What you it with?)
Bakin' soda, I got bakin'
(Who you with?)
the Chasers and we're takin' over
(How you spend shit?)
it through the glass, nigga
Buy a hundred 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 love the coco

Ridin' through the city a check on me
through the hood 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
enough then I went to see Rico
Paid in full, if you actin' like
I'ma tie him up, tape his ass Maaco
Hundred round in the mothafuckin' TEC
a hot 9, 7 when his ass wanna flex
High school, got off on a with the whopper
12K for my in a fuckin' dishwasher
One hit wonder, that's a fact
Hit his ass 'til the police wonder I'm at
Made so money off this goddamn song
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' soda ain't cut me no
If they don't, I'ma show them what an arm and hammer is
Everybody know I'm in love the coke
My ex took a young nigga for a joke
If a nigga got a problem then he get smoked
I'ma squeeze and I'm out I parked too close

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

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

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' this nine
I will this bitch up like I'm Shyne
Dropped a foe, quarterback, Tony
Duct triple black, that's that ocho
What if I told you 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 up then that's that Bruce Bruce
And if them losin' pressure, that's that low pro
If that's the case, you gotta whip it mo

I got yellow everywhere
Arm & Hammer everywhere
Dropped a 9, got a half,
We need 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 with the coco