Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Cool

Bass for your face, highs for your
blink, Black Ink has arrived, all rise
Rudebwoys keep dem at your side, be alright
Muh'fuckers Philly we up in here, we all
I'm puffin this Cohiba mami coolin' her
All she ever to do is play it cool f'real
She be pushin', pop vessel, and her is ill
But her hand, keep slippin on the wheel
But it's cool, we never slippin' when moves to make
Especially when what we talkin' ain't ya cake
I pump bass for bathin' apes, to get charged
Nah, I'm not a dealer, I'm a poet at
We in the wind with the roof back, lettin' the hit us
The bathrobe on with and slippers
Comin' to pay a visit to whoever on the hit
Some of been tryin' for years, you'll never get this fool

Check it out (stay cool) stay daddy (stay cool)
Stay cool ma (hey, hey)
(Stay motherfuckers y'all know the rules)
(Hey, stay cool, cool)
There it is (Yeah hah hah, cool)

my main bitch, I got a few on the side
The game y'all I'm doin' my job
Go up against odds
Wouldn't a sweat, money make her bet
son you threat, well I ain't shakin' yet
Twenty-fo'/sev' chillin', tougher penicillin
From the where the crooked cops killin' like a villain
Children, in the hood gettin' rocked by they
And brothers, 'cross the gettin' knocked by the millions
The stress, got me the potent marijuana leaf
Tryin' to it cooler than a polar bear colony
You feel the know I'm over there probably
Pimpin on the system that forever shorted me
I got the of a young Sam Cooke when I spit
It make you want to a new dance up
It's all to the good shorty do that stuff
It's not another system rockin steady as us
And cool

(Stay cool) yeah (stay cool) cool ha
(Hey, hey) check it out, and
(Stay cool motherfuckers y'all know the rules)
(Hey, stay cool, cool)
(Yeah hah hah, cool)

Yeah, when I'm crusin' in my vehicle, the chase me
They ride past me, they really comin' at me right
They to know where the drugs guns and cash be
want to get me to run, so they can blast me
Just, blast me in your box, play my
I it's crowded at the top, cause I'm on the tip
And that's as high up at the top, as a could get
And how I do it a lot of muh'fuckers upset
But fine, re-gizzlin' I'm back for mine
In case gettin' tired of the same ol' shine
And I'm calm, calculated and aligned
The way I'm operatin' is a surgery of rhyme
It's not a thang when I the gradient lens frames
I'm cooler than Clyde Stubblefield, drummer for
is out of Hustleville, comin' for change
I exercise 'til a muscle build, breakin' the
And I'm

(Stay cool) (stay cool) (hey, hey)
(Stay cool motherfuckers know the rules)
(Hey, cool, stay cool)
(Yeah hah hah, cool)