Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Cool

Bass for face, highs for your eyes
Don't blink, Black Ink has arrived, all
Rudebwoys keep dem thing at your side, be
Philly we up in here, we all live
I'm puffin this Cohiba 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 slippin on the wheel
But it's cool, we never when there's moves to make
Especially when what we talkin' ain't ya cake
I pump for y'all bathin' apes, to get charged
Nah, I'm not a dealer, I'm a at large
We in the wind with the roof back, lettin' the hit us
The bathrobe on sweatpants and slippers
Comin' to pay a to whoever on the hit list
Some of been tryin' for years, you'll never get this fool

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

Hip-Hop my main bitch, I got a few on the
The stitched y'all I'm doin' my job
Go up enormous odds
Wouldn't a sweat, money make her bet
Funny son you threat, well I ain't yet
chillin', tougher than penicillin
From the block where the cops killin' like a villain
Children, in the hood rocked by they buildings
And brothers, the board gettin' knocked by the millions
The stress, got me the potent marijuana leaf
to play it cooler than a polar bear colony
You feel the know I'm over there probably
Pimpin on the same system that shorted me
I got the of a young Sam Cooke when I spit
It make you want to make a new up
It's all to the good 'gwan do that stuff
It's not another sound system steady as us
And it's

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

Yeah, when I'm crusin' in my vehicle, the harass me
never ride past me, they really comin' at me right
They want to know where the drugs and cash be
want to get me to run, so they can blast me
Just, blast me in your box, my shit
I it's crowded at the top, cause I'm on the tip
And that's as up at the top, as a brother could get
And how I do it a lot of muh'fuckers upset
But it's fine, re-gizzlin' I'm 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 lower the lens frames
I'm cooler than Clyde Stubblefield, for James
Hip-Hop is out of Hustleville, comin' for
I exercise a muscle build, breakin' the chains
And I'm

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