Luyện nghe bài hát Stretch

I take of coke,
Mix it with lactose, that's I do!

I make a ounce a
With like a of dope, befo' I'm through!
stretch
I got it man
In the hood I'm plastic man!

man,
I make the money faster man!

Your bad guy's gone, The Joker's dead
So for now 'til you're stuck with the kid
I ain't to be a boss, I'm supposed to be an enforcer
I'm supposed to hold a gun, not be stuck in an
pimped me? I was in the passenger seat
We was comfortable with me 'round, cause I my heat
94' I was trying to catch Mason for raw
fucked up the jux, they took no orders little boy, stretch
The cocaine, I go hard the drought come
When the straps come out, son, niggas the outcome
Lay low, stay low, you may see
You hit a stray, yo, for no fucking reason
You praying for a Benz, a blessing you breathing
It's a miracle that God me this TEC, now I'm eating
Cop it, chop it, profit, it's all for
Cocaine, candy rain, I'm so for real,

I take of coke,
Mix it with lactose, what I do!

I make a a dope
like a eighth of dope, befo' I'm through!
Product
I got it man
In the hood I'm plastic man!

man,
I make the come faster man!

I'm the dope-man, coke-man, smoke-man,
The X-man, TEC-man, you respect, man
Get the green, beam, inf' beam, murder scheme
Fiend, morphine, dream, codeine, lean
Gun pop, one shot, drop, it wasn't me
the cops it wasn't me, you saw me right? It wasn't me
It's not my M.O., see me I it stretch
Get in the way I put a on my TEC
me crazy, I die for what I stand for
I have flying out the Lambo
Like Commando, nah, Rambo
I keep my cool as long as the fucking go
Wooptee-woo, I'm a Chef Rae
hot in here, I'm by the stove cooking crack all day, stretch
We bag up all night
We ain't goin' nowhere the count bag right, yeah

I take of coke,
Mix it with lactose, what I do

I make a ounce a
With a eighth of dope, befo' I'm through
Product
I got it man
In the hood I'm like man

man,
I make the money come man

It's a bird, a plane, no, it's pure cocaine
Trying to blow selling blow, I'm who you with, man
I got Spiderman high, I Batman fly
Your favorite hero a hit, now here you try
I don't care if it's a sin, I care if you're ten
Look kid, it's a cold world we're in
If you ask me my is extremely handsome
A Charlie, Marley, a little bit of Manson
Yeah, me falling off is really far
I turn a little to a lot, I make it
In come the Franklin's then come the
Fiends by the crackhouse, and dingy, yeah

I grams of coke,
Mix it with lactose, what I do

I a ounce a dope
With a eighth of dope, befo' I'm through
stretch
I got it man
In the hood I'm plastic man

man,
I make the money faster man