Luyện nghe bài hát Cot' Damn

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

They just can't understand or my demeanor
Unapproachable to how I pack the ninas
Out of two, Clipse say, malice the meanest
Got love for guns and caine, let 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 who hate
Who be in my shoes? Live my life, but can't carry my weight

I that the envy 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 home wit the
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, when white 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,

Traits of a blow dealer, my fame
I hustle, I'm rich, blow scrilla, I'm the that carry the game
The flame I throw, crack change came 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
that they gave they soul and hearts to mistreat you
Nigga told, they breakin' my on the streets so
the phonies, watch ya homies
We pop, pop, drop you

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

They call me for one reason
'Cause I keep that sniff all
Whether the is up or down
I a mound to pitch from, you don't have to shop 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 sell base is now, somewhat
Hear what I say, don't confuse it
My verses heal, like Curt 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 nigga money

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

and watch you see the situation be corrected
Lord Heavens, why must I be so
say whatcha do comes back on you two times
I shoulda been died, but I'm still walkin' around wit two

Who wants to be a millionaire? Me, and you got no more life lines
You a snitch nigga crime, go ahead and tell the police
'Cause every move you make, I'ma throw a
And hope you choke blood, on every breath you take

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

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