Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Be Specific - Cool Whip

One time, one time, one
Styles different but let's be specific
One time, one time, one
kinda different but let's be specific

This is right here, 60 minutes, y'all

You'se just wasn't ready for real, so the deal
No type remorse when I skill, kill you and your fucking horse
I'm in the midst of musical moments guns bust
Bible's you trust and body clocks turn to
Explain and slain, you turn slave, you're like

Running to your bitch ass
Be when you witness and turn like Burger maids
Got you swimming while you're dreaming and Cool seamen
are like earthquakes, break you down
And out for you ladies, motherfucking crybaby

One time, one time, one
Styles kinda but let's be specific

Foot up [unverified] if you got work
We in sooken put you on your back, sent you on your way
Yo, looking, never catching the cap, the horns
In Louis in Brooklyn
Getting over from the fo'er wit the stower

Got the 80, oh don't [unverified] nickel want to roll up
Get your motherfucking swoll up
Now back to Queens to serve fiends
Making T's for enemies, my on my enemies

Sipping wit my mind on some crime shit
One searching me but never ever find shit
It's the everyday, get the then breeze
Still my goal is to leave out of state, keys

The nation, representation, I represent
Bulletproof, 3 and a quarter, chrome rims and
Forever bent off the hen demon, is scheming
My mega wit more gun play then Sega

up the cellular, call Capone-N-Noreaga
The nickel plated auto when I rip for
Fuck one time, I'm bucking back at the
Mr Danny got me acting like

Squeeze macs outta state, [unverified] one in tracks
I'm addicted to the CREAM, I need cheese and
So I'm a die wit AK's and Macs

One time, one time, one
Styles kinda different but be specific

Yo, yea, yea, word up kid, word up, check it, it, yo

It's the key money, to get the stacks and maintain
Analyze papers, drape wit heavy chains
The Clan has built, pouring in milk
Rap skin kilt nothing but fly silk

For real, Shaolin, house of whylin', house
to cats profiling on the island
Walk the view, play the view, in my crew
If I shyest, watch the ice turn blue

But for now, milk the cow wit the how
Chef be on the low down, chalk wit the White Owls
He, yo, niggaz who bless
Peace my niggaz, one love to Funkmaster

I'm in the nigga knocking in sing-sing
Barefoot in draws from jacking yours 'cuz you saw
99 ups, I'm fiending for the mic
I'm to bug the fuck out, I'm stomping on mice

They feed me like an animal, my style is mad
Now back in population, I refuse to crack a
Ever since I blew trial, my attitude is up
Anybody say shit to me is getting up

dope dealers, pimps and big playas
Foxx got the rock down to rhyme sayer
I'm born on one's crafty ripping skulls
Chopping mad to the blade is mad dull

One time, one time, one
Styles kinda different but let's be