Luyện nghe bài hát CoCo Pt. 2

Thousand jeans with a hundred more stacks in 'em
Every nigga on this jet me, I done went to war for 'em
Or I to trap with 'em
I got Hollywood bitches fuckin' with a trap nigga
And we ain't with you rat niggas
Heard they talkin' on we just at niggas
where the Sun never shines
They let Milly back home just 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 at the boat show
dice on the yacht, screamin', YOLO
It's my like Loso
And my situation an off
And I give her head like she cinco
Draggin' my mink I'm loco
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 that shit?)
Whip it the glass, nigga
Buy a bottles and put 'em on my tab, nigga

I'm in love with the
I'm in with the coco
I got it for the low, low
I'm in with 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 explain why mothafuckas slept on me
Eight ball 'til I me a kilo
Made enough then I went to see
Paid in full, if you actin' like
I'ma tie him up, tape his ass Maaco
round clip 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 in a fuckin' dishwasher
One hit wonder, yeah a fact
Hit his ass 'til the police where I'm at
Made so much off this goddamn song
Still get in your ass like a goddamn
Puffs, yeah that's for the kids
Stop tryna act like you don't know it is
soda ain't cut me no check
If they don't, I'ma show them what an arm and hammer is
Everybody know I'm in love the coke
My ex bitch took a young nigga for a
If a nigga got a problem he gon' get smoked
I'ma squeeze and I'm out I parked too close

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

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,
in the duffel
They like, "Why the he never got indicted?"
I guess I'm lucky,
I ain't playin' this nine
I will shoot bitch up like I'm Shyne
Dropped a foe, quarterback, Tony
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 Bruce Bruce
And if them tires pressure, that's that low pro
If that's the case, you gotta it slow mo

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

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