Luyện nghe bài hát Got Damn

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

They just can't or fathom my demeanor
Unapproachable appearance to how I the ninas
Out of two, Clipse they say, malice the
Got love for guns and caine, let nothin' between us

You me for a rapper, huh
Well that makes me an actor, 'cause I rather clap a gun
And on them niggas who hate
Who wanna be in my 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 stagger and

Watch how them straight, rattle ya shit
And I leave it to y'all, to freestyle and and shit
That's not me, I'm more at home wit the
Or that play the yay, movin' 12 for a zone, I'm gone

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

Cot damn, that white hits the pan
And comes hard, I can account for every gram
And the streets the man I am
The pimp, the hustler, the crook, the killer,

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

My hearts on a
Nigga that they gave they soul and hearts to you
Nigga told, they breakin' my on the streets so
Watch the phonies, watch ya
We pop, pop, drop you

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

They call me for one reason
'Cause I keep that all seasons
Whether the is up or down
I a mound to pitch from, you don't have to shop around

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

so deep-rooted, I can't turn away
The sell base is now, somewhat
Hear what I say, please don't it
My verses heal, like Mayfield's music
(Are you a pusha?)
Damn right, I ya nose 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 most way of gettin' money
yo gun, rapid

Leave and you see the situation be corrected
Lord Heavens, why I be so devilish
They say whatcha do comes on you two times
I shoulda been died, but I'm still walkin' 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, throw a slug
And hope you choke blood, nigga on every you take

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

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