Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Cool

Bass for face, highs for your eyes
Don't blink, Black Ink has arrived, all
keep dem thing at your side, be alright
Muh'fuckers we up in here, we all live
I'm puffin this mami coolin' her heels
All she seem 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 slippin' when there's 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 at large
We in the wind the roof back, lettin' the breeze hit us
The bathrobe on with sweatpants and
Comin' to pay a to whoever on the hit list
Some of y'all tryin' for years, you'll never get this fool

it out (stay cool) stay cool 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)

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, make her bet
Funny son you threat, well I shakin' yet
Twenty-fo'/sev' chillin', than penicillin
From the block where the crooked killin' like a villain
Children, in the hood gettin' by they buildings
And brothers, the board gettin' knocked by the millions
The stress, got me ignitin' the potent leaf
Tryin' to play it cooler than a polar bear
You feel the music know I'm over there
Pimpin on the system that forever shorted me
I got the soul of a young Sam when I spit
It make you want to make a new up
It's all to the good shorty 'gwan do stuff
It's not another sound system steady as us
And cool

(Stay cool) yeah (stay cool) stay ha
(Hey, hey) it out, and just
(Stay cool y'all know the rules) yeah
(Hey, cool, stay 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 want to know the drugs guns and cash be
want to get me to run, so they can blast me
Just, blast me in box, play my shit
I know 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 make a lot of muh'fuckers
But it's fine, re-gizzlin' I'm for mine
In y'all 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 frames
I'm cooler than Stubblefield, drummer 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 motherfuckers y'all the rules)
(Hey, cool, stay cool)
(Yeah hah hah, cool)