Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A Cokeboy

Nigga walk up in the
Wearing that same shit used to wear (Egyptian cloths)
The other talking that fly shit

(La de Harry Fraud)

Could have been a pilot, have been a doctor
Could been a pimp, could have been a mobster
Could have been a mack, could have a dope boy
matter of fact, I'm a motherfuckerin' coke boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a coke boy
You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy
You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a coke boy

Hey yo Chinx, pull shit back man
They ain't ready for that
Fraud you a motherfuckin' problem boy, damn

Nigga up in the spot
Wearing that same Jesus used to wear (Egyptian cloths)
The other nigga that fly shit

(La musica de Fraud)

have been a pilot, could have been a doctor
Could been a pimp, could have been a mobster
have been a mack, could have been a dope boy
Homie matter of fact, I'm a motherfuckerin' boy

You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy
You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy

Rallies on the roll, prezies fold
Mommy, you ain't got to a vote to hit the pole
bounce it up and down, spread it all around
Hit the off, pass it all around
I'm talking the money, I'm talking about them m's
I'm talking about the rollie, 67
Few with me, couple in the Benz
Shawty said I'm foul, she heard I hit her
Rocks in your pot, starting from a dope spot
Made my couple hundred whipping on a stove top
Me and Frenchie, in new ghost Phantom
Comfy where I'm at, but I could have been a, could have a

Could been a pilot, could have been a doctor
Could have been a pimp, have been a mobster
have been a mack, could have been a dope boy
Homie matter of fact, I'm a coke boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy
You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a coke boy

Any given time, bands in grill
Ten down, both hands on the feel
Probably on a molly, probably on syrup
They know I'm putting off, on the bleachers hoes us
City on my back, in the wind
Coupe like a shark, know you see the fin
Treadin' up-shore, these won't swim
My wrists be the bait, the fish in
Knocked out her tube sock, gave the crew whops'
Shine on the game like your head the roof drop
A bum then, and still a bum now
been a clown, but you could have been a, could have been a

Could have been a pilot, could have a doctor
Could have been a pimp, could been a mobster
Could have been a mack, could have been a boy
matter of fact, I'm a motherfuckerin' coke boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy
You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a coke boy

Go ahead, baby, go ahead,
Go ahead, baby, go ahead,