Luyện nghe bài hát Got Damn

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

They just can't understand or my demeanor
Unapproachable to how I pack the ninas
Out of two, Clipse they say, the meanest
Got love for guns and caine, let come between us

You me for a rapper, huh
Well that makes me an actor, I would rather clap a gun
And buck on niggas who hate
Who wanna be in my shoes? Live my life, but can't my weight

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

Watch how them hollows straight, rattle ya
And I leave it to y'all, to and battle and shit
That's not me, I'm more at home wit the
Or play 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 back hard, I can account for every gram
And the molded the man I am
The pimp, the hustler, the crook, the killer,

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

My hearts on a
Nigga that they gave they soul and hearts to you
Nigga told, they breakin' my heart on the 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 'Pusha' for one
'Cause I keep that all seasons
Whether the price is up or
I keep a mound to pitch from, you don't to shop around

When it come to the money, I get
guns is fortune, and I don't mind sharin' my wealth, dog
I know about my life, I been the world thrice times
I mean I say, from that Panama sun, the French chanzalize

Grind so deep-rooted, I can't turn
The sell base is now, somewhat
Hear what I say, please don't it
My verses heal, Curt Mayfield's music
(Are you a pusha?)
Damn right, I ya nose to hook ya
And pull back to cook ya, partner

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

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

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

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

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

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