Luyện nghe bài hát CoCo Pt. 2

Thousand jeans with a hundred more stacks in 'em
Every on this 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 fuckin' with you rat niggas
Heard they on Twitter we just at niggas
Back the Sun never shines
let Meek Milly back home just in time
Look at faces, now I got the paper
Now don't remember when I had to grind
She fell in love with the
She got on Chanel and
And we out Dubai at the show
Rollin' dice on the yacht, screamin',
It's my lituation Loso
And my an off shore
And I give her head like she ocho
my mink like I'm loco
You mad at me, but she chose
How you get mad my old ho?
2015, I do gold
'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?)
It's the and we're takin' over
(How you that shit?)
Whip it 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

Ridin' through the with a check on me
through the hood with a TEC on me
28 it double, I ain't ever try to cuddle
So why these mothafuckas slept on me
Eight 'til I reach me a kilo
Made enough then I went to see
in full, if you actin' like Rico
I'ma tie him up, tape his ass Maaco
Hundred round in the mothafuckin' TEC
Catch a hot 9, 7 when his ass flex
High school, got off on a nigga with the
12K for my pistol in a fuckin'
One hit wonder, yeah a fact
Hit his ass the police wonder where I'm at
Made so much off this goddamn song
get in your ass like a goddamn thong
Coco Puffs, yeah that's for the
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
Everybody know I'm in love with the
My ex took a young nigga for a joke
If a nigga got a problem then he gon' get
I'ma squeeze and I'm out like I too close

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

I'm in with the coco
I'm in love 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
like, "Why the fuck he never got indicted?"
I guess I'm lucky,
I playin' 'bout this nine
I will shoot this bitch up I'm Shyne
Dropped a foe, quarterback, Tony
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 that's that 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 everywhere
Business Arm & Hammer
Dropped a 9, got a half,
We gon' some bigger bags, nigga

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