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

One time, one time, one
kinda 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 here's the
No type remorse when I pull skill, kill you and fucking horse
I'm in the midst of musical moments lyrical guns
Bible's you trust and clocks turn to dust
and slain, you turn slave, you're like Batman

Running to your ass Batcave
Be aware when you witness and turn Burger maids
Got you swimming while you're dreaming and Whip seamen
Headaches are like earthquakes, break you
And crying out for you ladies, crybaby

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

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

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

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

The Queen's nation, representation, I
Bulletproof, 3 and a quarter, chrome and tint
bent off the hen demon, niggaz is scheming
My crews mega wit gun play then Sega

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

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

One time, one time, one
kinda different but let's 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, staying wit heavy chains
The Clan has built, armaretta's in milk
Rap skin flex nothing but fly silk

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

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

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

They me like an animal, my style is mad wild
Now back in population, I refuse to a smile
Ever since I trial, my attitude is fucked up
Anybody say shit to me is stuffed up

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

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