Luyện nghe bài hát Count on That

(Verse 1)
Got my record 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 a pen trying to be one of them
Now I'm grown, and my are locked up or drugged out
If they seen what I they would bug out
Hitting home runs while sitting in the dug out
Got the needle to the wax to get the blood out
Red carpet by my feet when I'm out the ride
Graduated from the hood, I ain't talking 'bout
The school of hard cops let the whistles blow
Where we kiss the sky off the missile toe
Now I've seen more ass than a pole
Never should've taught a how to use a fishing pole
Sticks and stones may break my bones but my words powerful than ancient Rome
Every that I've had man I faced alone
Better me, like 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)
Puttin good music money
(yeah you can on that)
Kid we stay on the
(all day everyday)

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

(Dumbfoundead Chorus)
We spitting that real
(yeah you can on that)
That make your body move shit
(yeah you can on that)
Every verse we sh*t
(I can on that)
Los Angeles, CA
(all day everyday)

(Outro)
(Dumbfoundead) Satisfaction
Giving you you need
Don't believe everything that you hear, you read
(Kero) We you that dope, raw, uncut pure
Coming from the underground we come up sewers
(Dumbfoundead) Connoisseurs of the classic, and backspins
on cloud 9, electric relaxing
(Kero) From the true school, to new to old school vibe
Dumbfoundead, Kero One we're the go to