Luyện nghe bài hát Coke Like the 80s

Okay last time, is drugs
This is brain on drugs
Any

Welcome home Young (RIP McBride)
The real George
It's that Country yayo shit
MOB
I'm finna take these pussy down
Beat

I got like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, in my coke Mercedes
I got coke like the
I got coke the 80's, I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke like the
I got like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, in my coke white

All white, nigga, Big Ike,
Keep shooters with me, you'll call your site nigga
Ave, miracle nigga
Get these comforters fried, come and get a few
Doe nigga, you know that convo nigga
Get that weed and white, want you a combo
Checkmate the sticks, identify by your kicks
home to Skinner, already bought him a brick
Boobie Gang was the clique, changed the game
Bunky Brown was a legend, Parker the mane (Vonda)
City set, 183rd still a rout
We live in the jungle, fish tanks in the

I got coke like the
I got coke like the 80's, in my coke white
I got like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke like the
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke the 80's
I got coke the 80's, I got coke like the 80's
I got coke the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, in my coke Mercedes

Bo dealin' nigga, oh really
Bunche Park hot, it's a block of killas
Trav, nigga, the bab nigga
Execution upcomin', 'bout lil' tab nigga
City, they slide, aka homicide
Rest in to the Goonies, one day we'll be eye to eye
It is what it is, I the vest at the crib
Extended the clip, give 'em the biz
Catch you jackin' dick, now you fucked in the game
Leave you flat on your back, where you lay was a
A mil' in the hole is every nigga goal
And this uncut like Ochoa, they want crumbs off the floor

I got coke the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, in my coke Mercedes
I got like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke like the
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke like the
I got coke like the 80's, I got like the 80's
I got coke like the
I got coke like the 80's, in my white Mercedes

My new bitch, she a waitress, strip is a trap
Stick my dick in her when she come sit on my lap
Get that paper, my plug, he sent pack from Bahamas
It's uncut the 80's, 17 still my number
Candy paint on my door, Jesus piece on my
her my last nickel pooch, she just wanted a bump
Her man wanted a line, so I sold 'em a
Sold a quarter for 9, and I 'em the vert
Can't be takin' them trips, for that market whip
Peep this Rollie fugazy, I'm sellin' game to a
Line up all of my bitches, head 'em and check 'em
if she barefooted, I bet the streets gon' respect her

I got coke like the
I got like the 80's, in my coke white Mercedes
I got coke the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke like the
I got coke like the 80's, I got like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, I got like the 80's
I got coke the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, in my coke Mercedes