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 we up in here, we all live
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 on the woodgrain wheel
But it's cool, we never slippin' when there's moves to
Especially when what we talkin' ya usual cake
I pump bass for bathin' apes, to get charged
Nah, I'm not a dealer, I'm a at large
We in the with the roof back, lettin' the breeze hit us
The bathrobe on sweatpants and slippers
to pay a visit to whoever on the hit list
Some of y'all been tryin' for years, you'll never get fool

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

Hip-Hop my main bitch, I got a few on the
The game stitched y'all I'm my job
Go up enormous odds
Wouldn't break a sweat, money her bet
Funny son you threat, well I shakin' yet
chillin', tougher than penicillin
From the block where the crooked cops killin' a villain
Children, in the hood gettin' rocked by buildings
And brothers, 'cross the board gettin' by the millions
The stress, got me ignitin' the potent marijuana
to play it cooler than a polar bear colony
You feel the music know I'm there probably
Pimpin on the same system that forever me
I got the soul of a young Sam Cooke when I
It you want to make a new dance 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 cool y'all know 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, really comin' at me right
They want to know the drugs guns and cash be
Probably to get me to run, so they can blast me
Just, blast me in your box, my shit
I know it's 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, and perfectly aligned
The way I'm operatin' what is a of rhyme
It's not a thang when I lower the gradient lens
I'm than Clyde Stubblefield, drummer for James
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)