Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Cool

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

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

Hip-Hop my main bitch, I got a few on the
The game stitched I'm doin' my job
Go up against odds
Wouldn't break a sweat, money her bet
son you threat, well I ain't shakin' yet
Twenty-fo'/sev' chillin', tougher penicillin
the block where the crooked cops killin' like a villain
Children, in the gettin' rocked by they buildings
And brothers, 'cross the gettin' knocked by the millions
The stress, got me ignitin' the potent leaf
Tryin' to play it cooler than a polar colony
You feel the know I'm over there probably
Pimpin on the same system forever shorted me
I got the soul of a Sam Cooke when I spit
It you want to make 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) (stay cool) stay cool ha
(Hey, hey) check it out, and
(Stay cool motherfuckers y'all the rules) yeah
(Hey, stay cool, cool)
(Yeah hah hah, cool)

Yeah, I'm crusin' in my vehicle, the chase harass me
They never ride past me, they really at me right
They want to know where the guns and cash be
Probably to get me to run, so they can blast me
Just, blast me in box, play my shit
I know it's 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 make a lot of upset
But it's fine, re-gizzlin' I'm for mine
In case y'all gettin' tired of the same ol'
And I'm calm, and perfectly aligned
The way I'm what is a surgery of rhyme
It's not a thang when I lower the gradient frames
I'm cooler Clyde Stubblefield, drummer for James
Hip-Hop is out of Hustleville, for change
I exercise 'til a muscle build, breakin' the
And I'm

(Stay cool) (stay cool) (hey, hey)
(Stay cool y'all know the rules)
(Hey, cool, stay cool)
(Yeah hah hah, cool)