Luyện nghe bài hát Cot' Damn

Cot damn, a new day
Cot damn, but the wanted money
Hoo, hoo, hoo, oh, cot

They can't understand or fathom my demeanor
appearance to how I pack the ninas
Out of two, Clipse they say, the meanest
Got for guns and caine, let nothin' come between us

You me for a rapper, huh
that makes me an actor, 'cause I would rather clap a gun
And buck on them niggas who
Who be in my shoes? Live my life, but can't carry my weight

I understand that the is part of the game
But no mistake, you and I, we are not the same
Naw bitch, I'm to splatter ya shit
Light up ya world, 'til you start to stagger and

Watch how hollows straight, rattle ya shit
And I leave it to y'all, to freestyle and and shit
That's not me, I'm more at home wit the
Or that play wit' the yay, 12 for a zone, I'm gone

Cot damn, a new day
Cot damn, but the nigga money

Cot damn, when that hits the pan
And comes back hard, I can account for gram
And the streets the man I am
The pimp, the hustler, the crook, the killer,

of a blow dealer, cost my fame
I hustle, I'm rich, scrilla, I'm the torch that carry the game
The flame I throw, crack came from blow, push the O's
Six lay close, hug the streets, I hug the beat, change
Thug the streets, my is deep, my pain shows

My on a sleevea
Nigga that they gave they soul and hearts to you
Nigga told, they breakin' my heart on the so
Watch the phonies, watch ya
We pop, pop, you homey

Cot damn, a new day
Cot damn, but the wanted money

They call me 'Pusha' for one
'Cause I that sniff all seasons
Whether the is up or down
I keep a mound to from, you don't have to shop around

When it come to the money, I get
Three is fortune, and I don't mind sharin' my wealth, dog
I know about my life, I been the world thrice times
I mean what I say, from that sun, the French chanzalize

Grind so deep-rooted, I can't away
The sell base is now, somewhat
Hear what I say, please don't it
My verses heal, Curt Mayfield's music
(Are you a pusha?)
Damn right, I treat ya to hook ya
And only pull back to cook ya,

Cot damn, a new day
Cot damn, but the wanted money

I if I die of starvation, things is fucked up as is
So I for my cabbage
Do you not know the most way of gettin' money
yo gun, rapid

Leave and watch you see the be corrected
Heavens, why must I be so devilish
They say do comes back on you two times
I shoulda been died, but I'm still around wit two nines

Who wants to be a millionaire? Me, and you ain't got no more life
You a snitch nigga fightin' crime, go and tell the police
every move you make, I'ma throw a slug
And you choke blood, nigga on every breath you take

Not to be broke, 'cause Coldchain fate
Natural spittin' me, [Incomprehensible], field to the limit
Head to the menace, loud talking gibberish
Ground beef, I deliver it, you the mineral [Incomprehensible], for certain
Live in the livin' room, searchin' to you

Cot damn, a new day
Cot damn, but the nigga money
Hoo, hoo, hoo
Cot