Luyện nghe bài hát Pure Cocaine

When your wrist like this, you don't the forecast
day it's gon' rain, yeah
Made a brick a brick, ain't whip up shit
This cocaine, yeah
the streets, but I got a little sense
But I had to go coupe, no (Coupe, no brain)
Ain't worried you, I'ma do what I do
And I do my (Do my thing)

Bought her brand new shoes, her kick rocks
Don't too close, diamonds kickbox
Think red means goes so I don't
I know they they could catch me, but keep wishin'
You think I done turned into a fiend for these
Tryna stuff as much as I can in britches
your bitch fuck on my friend, it's no difference
I ain't popped no Xan, I sip sizzurp
If I ever have to tell on the gang, I do it
If I put it on a song, I seen it or through it
I can't put it in my song, I how the feds move
Scream free all of the but I ain't no FamGoon
Gave my mama ten bands, sent her to
Got the crowd goin' dumb but I ain't no damn
If I in there and did it and made it, you can too
We done came a long way broke and sharing shoes

your wrist like this, you don't check the forecast
Every day it's rain, yeah
Made a brick through a brick, ain't up shit
pure cocaine, yeah
From the streets, but I got a little
But I had to go coupe, no (Coupe, no brain)
Ain't worried you, I'ma do what I do
And I do my (Do my thing)
When your like this, you don't check the forecast
Every day it's rain, yeah
Made a brick a brick, ain't whip up shit
This cocaine, yeah
the streets, but I got a little sense
But I had to go coupe, no (Coupe, no brain)
Ain't worried you, I'ma do what I do
And I do my (Do my thing)

Got a quarter dollars in a book bag
New Era, I'm a boy, no cap
I'm my best life for real
left the dealership, no tag
If we opposite, it work, it won't last
Get an opposite off, toe tag
Ain't home in a month, got my ho mad
need me in the trap but I can't go back
I jumped off the porch with a hundred slab
I got M's in the bank, give a damn they think
Every vibe I ever shot my at, caught it
Everything you ever me riding in, bought it
Big dawg status, I ain't gotta drugs
Put my craft rap then I took off, yeah
New G-Wagon, no key, this a
I can hit the gas, it disappear

When your wrist like this, you check the forecast
Every day it's rain, yeah
Made a through a brick, ain't whip up shit
This pure cocaine,
From the streets, but I got a little
But I had to go coupe, no (Coupe, no brain)
Ain't worried 'bout you, I'ma do I do
And I do my (Do my thing)
When your wrist like this, you don't check the
Every day it's gon' rain,
Made a through a brick, ain't whip up shit
This pure cocaine,
the streets, but I got a little sense
But I had to go coupe, no (Coupe, no brain)
Ain't worried you, I'ma do what I do
And I do my (Do my thing)