Luyện nghe bài hát CoCo Pt. 2

Thousand dollar with a hundred more stacks in 'em
Every nigga on this jet me, I done went to war for 'em
Or I used to trap 'em
I got Hollywood bitches fuckin' with a trap nigga
And we ain't fuckin' you rat niggas
Heard they talkin' on we just at niggas
Back where the Sun shines
They let Meek Milly back home in time
Look at their faces, now I got the
Now they don't remember I had to grind
She fell in love 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 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
I'm in the field just like Rose but sellin' them Os though

(What you it with?)
Bakin' soda, I got soda
(Who you with?)
It's the 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 with the coco
I got it for the low, low
I'm in with the coco

Ridin' the city with a check on me
Ridin' the hood with a TEC on me
28 Make it double, I ever try to cuddle
So why these mothafuckas slept on me
ball 'til I reach me a kilo
Made then I went to see Rico
Paid in full, if you actin' like
I'ma tie him up, his ass like Maaco
Hundred round clip in the TEC
a hot 9, 7 when his ass wanna flex
High school, got off on a with the whopper
12K for my pistol in a dishwasher
One hit wonder, that's a fact
Hit his ass 'til the police wonder I'm at
so much money off this goddamn song
Still get in your ass a goddamn thong
Coco Puffs, yeah that's for the
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 what an arm and hammer is
know I'm in love with the coke
My ex bitch a young nigga for a joke
If a nigga got a problem then he get smoked
I'ma squeeze and I'm out like I parked too

soda, I got bakin' soda
Bakin' soda, I got 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 town like Puffy,
in the duffel
They like, "Why the fuck he got indicted?"
I guess I'm lucky,
I ain't playin' 'bout this
I will shoot this bitch up like I'm
Dropped a foe, quarterback, Tony
Duct tape black, that's that ocho
What if I told you bicycle a logo
And got 'em in the air bag of the
Snow God in the kitchen, they call that boy
And if that shit weighin' up then that's Bruce Bruce
And if tires losin' pressure, that's that low pro
If that's the case, you gotta whip it mo

I got yellow boxes
Business Arm & Hammer
Dropped a 9, got a half,
We gon' need some 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