Luyện nghe bài hát CoCo Pt. 3

Thousand dollar with a hundred more stacks in 'em
Every on this jet with me, I done went to war for 'em
Or I to trap with 'em
I got real Hollywood bitches with a trap nigga
And we ain't fuckin' you rat niggas
Heard talkin' on Twitter we just at niggas
Back where the Sun never
They let Meek Milly back home just in
Look at faces, now I got the paper
Now don't remember 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 situation an off
And I her head like she ocho cinco
Draggin' my like I'm loco
You mad at me, but she though
How you get mad my old ho?
2015, I do rose
'Cause I'm in the field like Rose but sellin' them Os though

(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 bottles and put 'em on my tab,

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

through the city with a check on me
Ridin' through the hood a TEC on me
28 it double, I ain't ever try to cuddle
So why these mothafuckas slept on me
Eight ball I reach me a kilo
Made enough I went to see Rico
Paid in full, if you actin' Rico
tie him up, tape his ass like Maaco
Hundred round in the mothafuckin' TEC
Catch a hot 9, 7 when his ass flex
High school, got off on a with the whopper
12K for my pistol in a dishwasher
One hit wonder, yeah a fact
Hit his ass 'til the wonder where I'm at
Made so much money off this goddamn
get in your ass like a goddamn thong
Coco Puffs, yeah that's for the
tryna act like you don't know what it is
Bakin' soda ain't cut me no
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 took a young nigga for a
If a nigga got a problem he gon' get smoked
I'ma and I'm out like I parked too close

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

I'm in love with the
I'm in with 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 I'm lucky, bitch
I ain't playin' 'bout nine
I shoot this bitch up like I'm Shyne
Dropped a foe, quarterback, Tony
Duct triple 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 that boy Zeus
And if that shit weighin' up then that's that Bruce
And if them losin' pressure, that's that low pro
If the case, you gotta whip it slow mo

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

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