Luyện nghe bài hát Cot' Damn

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

They just can't understand or fathom my
Unapproachable appearance to how I pack the
Out of two, Clipse say, malice the meanest
Got love for guns and caine, let nothin' come 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 wanna be in my shoes? my life, but can't carry my weight

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

They call me for one reason
'Cause I that sniff all seasons
Whether the is up or down
I keep a mound to pitch from, you 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 around the world thrice times
I mean what I say, from Panama sun, the French chanzalize

so deep-rooted, I can't turn away
The sell is now, somewhat therapeutic
Hear what I say, please don't it
My heal, like Curt Mayfield's music
(Are you a pusha?)
Damn right, I treat ya to hook 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, is fucked up as is
So I bangs for my
Do you not the most affective way of gettin' money
Pull yo gun,

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

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

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

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