Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Cool

Bass for face, highs for your eyes
Don't blink, Ink has arrived, all rise
Rudebwoys keep dem thing at your side, be
Muh'fuckers we up in here, we all live
I'm puffin Cohiba mami coolin' her heels
All she ever seem to do is play it cool
She be pushin', pop vessel, and her is ill
But her hand, slippin on the woodgrain wheel
But it's cool, we never when there's moves to make
when what we talkin' ain't ya usual 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 the roof back, lettin' the breeze hit us
The bathrobe on with sweatpants and
Comin' to pay a visit to whoever on the hit
Some of y'all been tryin' for years, you'll get this fool

Check it out (stay cool) cool daddy (stay cool)
cool ma (hey, hey) c'mon
(Stay cool y'all know 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 stitched y'all I'm doin' my job
Go up enormous odds
Wouldn't a sweat, money make her bet
son you threat, well I ain't shakin' yet
Twenty-fo'/sev' chillin', than penicillin
From the block where the crooked cops killin' like a
Children, in the hood gettin' by they buildings
And brothers, 'cross the board knocked by the millions
The stress, got me ignitin' the marijuana leaf
Tryin' to play it than a polar bear colony
You feel the music know I'm there probably
Pimpin on the system that forever shorted me
I got the soul of a young Sam Cooke I spit
It make you to make a new dance up
It's all to the good shorty 'gwan do that
It's not another sound rockin steady as us
And it's

(Stay cool) yeah (stay cool) stay 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
never ride past me, they really comin' at me right
They want to where 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 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 y'all gettin' tired of the same ol'
And I'm calm, calculated and perfectly
The way I'm operatin' what is a surgery of
It's not a thang I lower the gradient lens frames
I'm than Clyde Stubblefield, drummer for James
is out of Hustleville, comin' for change
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, stay cool, cool)
(Yeah hah hah, cool)