Luyện nghe bài hát Count on That

(Verse 1)
Got my favorite on and incense lit
Since an infant I've up to them big ballin' pimps
Shiny Impalas rims 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
Hitting home runs they sitting in the dug out
Got the needle to the wax to get the blood out
Red carpet by my feet I'm walking out the ride
Graduated from the hood, I talking 'bout Devry
The school of hard knox let the whistles blow
Where we kiss the sky high off the toe
Now I've seen more ass a strippers pole
should've taught a guppy how to use a fishing pole
Sticks and stones may break my bones but my words more than ancient Rome
Every problem that I've had man I alone
Better me, like it's wheat pasted on

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

(Verse 2)
I'm paving these roads in
Old killing pro tools, using the weapon above my collar bone
You want a piece, I'll you off like Toblerone
You can me on your iHome or call Tablo's phone
Either way you'll hear the truth, to all the doubting, I'm rerouting your outings into a catacomb
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 raps perhaps, flows could break the levee's
I walk the streets , rocking levis and Sperry's with a mariners vibe, comb my hair to the
While my pair of J5's, buried alive, in my trying to surface like a serpent draw the curtains it's time
I do me, Pamela Handerson, and Michael Bivins
Living, outside the I'm given, rhythms I kill em', murderer slash friendly guy, Gemini
Friend me by twitter, facebook, or send me
And despite that, some fall in envy
Trust I keep it moving a U-Haul or Penske
My style versatile like RuPaul in leggings
And you can on that like a 10-key, the ending

(Dumbfoundead Chorus)
We that real shit
(yeah you can on that)
That make your whole move shit
(yeah you can on that)
verse we kill sh*t
(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 slanging you dope, raw, uncut pure
Coming straight from the we come up sewers
(Dumbfoundead) Connoisseurs of the classic, and backspins
Rhyming on cloud 9, relaxing
(Kero) From the true school, to new school to old school
Dumbfoundead, Kero One we're the go to