Luyện nghe bài hát Hot (Rosco P. Coldchain)

[Chorus: P. Coldchain] + (Pharrell)
Hey 'Rell this is.. (HOT!.. HOT!)
You know I a chrome, under seats and in the home
Without speaking give me your chain
I'm Da Vinci, don't make me draw ya
They me 'Sco, short for Rosco P. Coldchain
Hey 'Rell this is.. (HOT!)

1: Pusha T]
It go hot waist - Desert
Four of metal, triangle face
Hesi-tate - never, put hole in whoever
Don't make Push' Russian ya
wit ya life
Change came from cocaine I've
was the treasure, comfort was the steel
I to the corner like a child on a big wheel
Flow more sicker, so shake in the street
They measure my in Richter
Make no mistake, I rhyme for the
But still I push weight make the ghetto's quake
By all I've seen I've lived
By 22 old, 50 thousand dollar vehicles I rimmed
{*scratches*} My dreams start the stove
I ran over the globe and back

[Verse 2: Rosco P.
Y'all really ain't got a pot to piss in
Or a to throw it out of
I'm filthy but you believe I got over a stack 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 stay free
That's why they hang around me, cause I ain't
Left em for and pearls, I'm not no bitch
I choose a mack that attached 100 shot clip
I scare the outta bank tellers so I can become rich
That's how I make my living, I give em encouragement, "you're great!"
Keep while I'm flashing the glock in their face
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 with a broad
Quarter mill in a stash, avoiding the law far!

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