Luyện nghe bài hát K.O

[2 Verse 1]
(Yea, Yeea, Ok)
When I woke up this morning, all I could think was you (you) .
'Cuz when I went to sleep night, all i could think about was you (you, you, you).
Adam and Eve don't eat fruit. Best believe imma eat that boo.
'Cuz i'm the n-gg-, told them n-gg-s, that told them n-gg-s 'bout you (you, you, you).
Chunk the deuce i'm riding through. Titty Boi, I might sign a boob.
You n-gg- hatin', tell ya' n-gg- that's hatin', that if he some paper I might sign him too.(Ow)
Best i'm just slidin' through. Pull ya' panties to the side let me slide through.
I can see you from the side view. I'm in an out the p-ssy. . .drive through!
White Coupe with the White rims I to crack the top and let the light in.
You know she dark skin. Her friend skin. Put us together, and it's Ice Cream.
Sandwich it, she can't manage it. I her man is sick. She can't handle it.
She some time alone. I told her "call my phone" an when she called
my phone, I answer it.

K.O (K.O)
K.O (K.O)
K.O (K.O)
K.O (K.O)
And we smoke 'til you n-gg-s can't smoke no mo'
Roll 'til you b-tch-s roll no mo'
K.O (K.O)
K.O (K.O)
K.O (Knock it out)
K.O (Knock it out)
And we gone roll 'til you n-gg-s can't no mo'
Blow 'til you b-tch-s blow no mo'
K.O (K.O)
K.O (Let me get it)
K.O (Let me hit it)
K.O (Knock it out)
And we gone smoke 'til you can't smoke no mo'
Roll you b-tch-s can't roll no mo'
K.O (K.O)
K.O (Knock it out)
K.O (Let me hit it)
K.O (Let me hit it)
And we gone throw 'til you n-gg-s throw no mo' (yea)
Blow 'til you b-tch-s can't no mo' (okay)
Sean: Verse 2]
(Do it.!)
I was in Detroit, Michigan Not too ago.
Visiting with some of mine.
(B.I.G) Ok i'm in motion. I'm and smokin' and smokin'
and rollin' i'm low commotion. I'm walking outside and i'm causing
commotions. Got purp and champagne that's a real
potion. I'm burning bread and jokin'
'Cuz I went from views from my moms to views
of the ocean. N-gg-s talk s-it but free promotion.
I'm livin' my life the end is approachin'
Man f-ck these n-gg-s wit a passion. I'm gettin' from
the cradle to the casket. My said, "Boy you needa
read a chapter". 'Til I brought her a-s a house bigger
the Pastor's "Halla-Lew-Yer". Your now f-ckin' wit a bad
b-tch. Condasuer. My Ex girl said, "Man the fame up to ya"
Baby you don't think about me? Wet Dream about me?
I you usta couldn't wait to K.O

K.O (K.O)
K.O (K.O)
K.O (K.O)
K.O (K.O)
And we gone smoke 'til you n-gg-s can't no mo'
Roll 'til you can't roll no mo'
K.O (K.O)
K.O (K.O)
K.O (Knock it out)
K.O (Knock it out)
And we roll 'til you n-gg-s can't roll no mo'
Blow 'til you b-tch-s blow no mo'
K.O (K.O)
K.O (Let me get it)
K.O (Let me hit it)
K.O (Knock it out)
And we gone smoke you n-gg-s can't smoke no mo'
Roll you b-tch-s can't roll no mo'
K.O (K.O)
K.O (Knock it out)
K.O (Let me hit it)
K.O (Let me hit it)
And we gone throw 'til you can't throw no mo' (yea)
Blow 'til you b-tch-s blow no mo' (okay)
(Boy. . .Boy. . .Boy. . .Boy)