Luyện nghe bài hát CoCo Pt. 3

Thousand dollar with a hundred more stacks in 'em
nigga on this jet with me, I done went to war for 'em
Or I used to with 'em
I got real Hollywood fuckin' with a trap nigga
And we ain't fuckin' with you rat
Heard they talkin' on Twitter we at niggas
where the Sun never shines
They let Meek Milly home just in time
at their faces, now I got the paper
Now they don't when I had to grind
She in love with the CoCo
She got on and Manolo
And we out Dubai at the boat
Rollin' on the yacht, screamin', YOLO
It's my lituation like
And my an off shore
And I give her like she ocho cinco
Draggin' my mink like I'm
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?)
soda, I got bakin' soda
(Who you with?)
It's the and we're takin' over
(How you spend shit?)
it through the glass, nigga
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 love with the

Ridin' through the with a check on me
through the hood with a TEC on me
28 Make it double, I ever try to cuddle
So explain why these slept on me
Eight ball 'til I reach me a
Made enough then I to see Rico
Paid in full, if you actin' Rico
I'ma tie him up, tape his ass Maaco
Hundred clip in the mothafuckin' TEC
Catch a hot 9, 7 when his ass wanna
High school, got off on a with the whopper
12K for my pistol in a dishwasher
One hit wonder, yeah that's a
Hit his ass 'til the police wonder I'm at
Made so much money off this song
Still get in your ass a goddamn thong
Puffs, yeah that's for the kids
Stop act like you don't know what it is
Bakin' soda cut me no check
If they don't, I'ma them mothafuckas what an arm and hammer is
Everybody I'm in love with the coke
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 parked too

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

I'm in love the coco
I'm in love with the
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 guess I'm lucky,
I ain't playin' 'bout this
I will this bitch up like I'm Shyne
Dropped a foe, quarterback, Tony
Duct tape triple black, that's ocho
What if I told you bicycle with a
And got 'em in the air bag of the
God in the kitchen, they call that boy Zeus
And if that shit weighin' up then that's that Bruce
And if tires losin' pressure, that's that low pro
If the case, you gotta whip it slow mo

I got yellow boxes
Business Arm & 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 love with the