Luyện nghe bài hát Cot' Damn

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cot damn, when that white the pan
And comes hard, I can account for every gram
And the molded the man I am
The pimp, the hustler, the crook, the killer,

of a blow dealer, cost my fame
I hustle, I'm rich, blow scrilla, I'm the torch 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 love is deep, my pain

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

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

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

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

Grind so deep-rooted, I can't turn
The base is now, somewhat therapeutic
Hear what I say, please confuse it
My heal, like Curt Mayfield's music
(Are you a pusha?)
Damn right, I treat ya nose to ya
And pull back to cook ya, partner

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

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

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

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

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

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