Luyện nghe bài hát Count on That

(Verse 1)
Got my favorite on and incense lit
an infant I've looked up to them big ballin' pimps
Shiny Impalas with the Crème de le crème
Young prince with a pen trying to be one of
Now I'm grown, and my OG's are up or drugged out
If they what I done they would bug out
home runs while they sitting in the dug out
Got the to the wax trying to get the blood out
Red carpet by my feet when I'm out the ride
Graduated from the hood, I talking 'bout Devry
The school of hard knox cops let the whistles
we kiss the sky high off the missile toe
Now I've seen ass than a strippers pole
Never should've taught a how to use a fishing pole
Sticks and stones may break my bones but my words more powerful than Rome
Every problem that I've had man I faced
Better obey me, it's wheat pasted on

(Kero's Chorus)
We staying up all
(yeah you can on that)
We our own rhymes
(yeah you can on that)
good music over money
(yeah you can on that)
Kid we stay on the
(all day everyday)

(Verse 2)
I'm paving these in cobblestone
Old school killing pro tools, the weapon above my collar bone
You want a piece, I'll you off like Toblerone
You can play me on your iHome or Tablo's phone
Either way you'll hear the truth, to all the non-believers doubting, I'm rerouting your outings into a
Sumimasen, its a dead end, I spit that cement, hitting heavy like a Chevy
Move swift before it set in, I bridge the gap, catastrophic perhaps, these flows could break the levee's
I walk the streets , rocking levis and with a mariners vibe, comb my hair to the side
While my pair of J5's, alive, in my closet trying to surface like a serpent draw the curtains it's time
I do me, like Pamela Handerson, and Michael
Living, outside the mold I'm given, rhythms I kill em', murderer slash guy, Gemini
Friend me by twitter, facebook, or me hi's
And despite that, some dudes fall in
Trust I keep it like a U-Haul or Penske
My style stay versatile like in leggings
And you can count on that like a 10-key, the

(Dumbfoundead Chorus)
We spitting that shit
(yeah you can on that)
make your whole body move shit
(yeah you can on that)
Every verse we kill
(I can on that)
Los Angeles, CA
(all day everyday)

(Outro)
(Dumbfoundead) Satisfaction
you what you need
Don't believe everything that you hear, that you
(Kero) We you that dope, raw, uncut pure
straight from the underground we come up sewers
(Dumbfoundead) Connoisseurs of the classic, scratching and
Rhyming on 9, electric relaxing
(Kero) From the school, to new school to old school vibe
Dumbfoundead, Kero One the go to guys