Luyện nghe bài hát Hot (Rosco P. Coldchain)

[Chorus: P. Coldchain] + (Pharrell)
Hey 'Rell beat is.. (HOT!.. HOT!)
You know I keep a chrome, under and in the home
Without speaking you'll give me your
I'm Da Vinci, make me draw ya pain
call me 'Sco, short for Rosco P. Coldchain
Hey 'Rell this is.. (HOT!)

[Verse 1: T]
It go hot waist - Desert
Four pounds of metal, face
- never, I'll put hole in whoever
Don't make Push' Roulette ya
Gamble wit ya
Change came cocaine I've measured
was the treasure, comfort was the steel
I pedal to the corner a child on a big wheel
more sicker, so much shake in the street
They measure my in Richter
Make no mistake, I rhyme for the
But still I push weight that make the quake
By all means I've seen lived
By 22 years old, 50 thousand dollar vehicles I
{*scratches*} My dreams over the stove
I ran over the globe and again

[Verse 2: Rosco P.
Y'all niggas ain't got a pot to piss in
Or a to throw it out of
I'm filthy but you better believe I got over a in my pocket though
Iceberg on the of jeans? no!
I'm a Dickies and Timbs man, I'm not no man
Delta '88 on rims man, wit tint
And four of my most militant men whose trying to sucka free
That's why they hang around me, I ain't print
Left em for and pearls, I'm not no bitch
I choose a mack before that 100 shot clip
I the shit outta bank tellers so I can become rich
That's how I make my living, I em encouragement, "you're doing great!"
Keep chillin while I'm flashing the glock in their
I show em I can be appreciative, I tell em for giving I'm sinning!
But the Lord I have three children
Now I'm somewhere in +Utah+ relaxing to +Jazz+ with a
Quarter mill in a stash, the law from far!

[Verse 3:
I'm starting wit the man in the
Mask need to make change
That real doe, that point something
Like a 4.6 on a Range, new {*scratches*}
Look 'Bonic really been through
Pay close attention Boo' spit
Uh, lack 'a get you hit
And don't care who you'll come back through with, around
front like he want his car spun around
Window block pop spin around
stand up looking for 'em sit em down
And ya see em out
That's why when I was young I out
And plus being ya niggaz is played out
I made to get that cream
We all playas all they say is how you get that