Luyện nghe bài hát CoCo Pt. 3

Thousand dollar with a hundred more stacks in 'em
Every nigga on this jet with me, I done to war for 'em
Or I used to trap 'em
I got real Hollywood bitches with a trap nigga
And we ain't fuckin' with you rat
Heard talkin' on Twitter we just at niggas
Back the Sun never shines
They let Meek Milly back home just in
Look at faces, now I got the paper
Now they remember when I had to grind
She fell in love with the
She got on Chanel and
And we out at the boat show
Rollin' on the yacht, screamin', YOLO
It's my lituation Loso
And my situation an off
And I give her head like she ocho
my mink like I'm loco
You mad at me, but she though
How you get mad my old ho?
2015, I do gold
'Cause I'm in the field like Rose but sellin' them Os though

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

through the city with a check on me
Ridin' the hood with a TEC on me
28 it double, I ain't ever try to cuddle
So explain why mothafuckas slept on me
Eight ball 'til I reach me a
enough then I went to see Rico
Paid in full, if you like Rico
I'ma tie him up, tape his ass like
Hundred round clip in the 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 dishwasher
One hit wonder, yeah a fact
Hit his ass the police wonder where I'm at
Made so much money off goddamn song
Still get in your ass like a goddamn
Coco Puffs, yeah for the kids
Stop tryna act like you don't what it is
Bakin' soda cut me no check
If they don't, I'ma show mothafuckas what an arm and hammer is
Everybody know I'm in with the coke
My ex bitch a young nigga for a joke
If a nigga got a problem then he get smoked
squeeze and I'm out like I parked 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 with the
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 I'm lucky, bitch
I ain't 'bout this nine
I will shoot this bitch up I'm Shyne
Dropped a foe, quarterback, Tony
tape triple black, that's that ocho
What if I you bicycle with 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 that's that Bruce Bruce
And if them losin' pressure, that's that low pro
If that's the case, you whip it slow mo

I got boxes everywhere
Arm & Hammer everywhere
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 with the