Luyện nghe bài hát Got Damn

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

They just can't understand or fathom my
Unapproachable to how I pack 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 makes me an actor, 'cause I would rather clap a gun
And buck on niggas who hate
Who be in my shoes? Live my life, but can't carry my weight

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

Watch how hollows straight, rattle ya shit
And I leave it to y'all, to freestyle and battle and
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 nigga wanted

Cot damn, when that hits the pan
And comes back hard, I can account for every
And the molded the man I am
The pimp, the hustler, the crook, the killer,

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

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

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

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

it come to the money, I get stealth
Three guns is fortune, and I mind sharin' my wealth, dog
I about my life, I been around the world thrice times
I what I say, from that Panama sun, the French chanzalize

Grind so deep-rooted, I turn away
The sell base is now, somewhat
Hear what I say, please confuse it
My verses heal, like 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 been if I die of starvation, is fucked up as is
So I for my cabbage
Do you not the most affective way of gettin' money
yo gun, rapid

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

Who wants to be a millionaire? Me, and you ain't got no more lines
You a snitch nigga fightin' crime, go ahead and tell the
'Cause every move you make, I'ma a slug
And hope you choke blood, nigga on every breath you

Not to be broke, 'cause fate witness
Natural spittin' from me, [Incomprehensible], field to the
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 wanted money
Hoo, hoo, hoo
Cot