Luyện nghe bài hát The Cook Out

dom pachino, (killa sin)

The cook out, yo, invited
Only the shit
(only the righteousness, the bowl kid)
The God (nothing but righteousness)
The (and uplefted)
Yo, it (word up, kid, for real)
(it's a thing, celebrate this shit)

[dom
It's the big day, rally gods
Cars parked up in the
In the with the suspenses
Got to make a few get some shit from the pit stop
with the God ree he's on the block
We did our bid together on the building
shit at rec time to keep our mind's filled in
Spoke to sin on the bowl phone
Wanted me to scoop him quick, before we zoned
Hit medina, my spot's blown
in your galaxy, the gods is known
From war to shattering bones and star domes
Zone off, your clone off, and take the crowd home
To the out, digital phonebook out
On the out for the girl scout
With a cookie out, snatch up
I-95, he the route
Unified a buck, in a war
The God up as usual
New l.p. shaking the view
Slowly the gate
Smelling the God
To see my fam as one, it makes me happy

Chorus: 9 (2x)

Events like keep my family tight
Despite the mics, great think alike
We ayalite, be a life, so, we could see the
Recite from the book of life, the book of

Aiyyo, to be exact, the God dead, a monk
Nice and hot, fastest ass on the
That's what we out
Coming through some phat shit to smoke out
On our way to the big day, our whole family's at
From the grandmas down to the
Parlaying and having a time
Hanging out, out, smoking out of my dome
Peace with the gods niece that I
Back knowledge culture knowledge
3-g, sitting back with me
Gradually, analyzing the sunshine the family
And the seeds up tremendously
right before your eyes
Next you know they on size

[killa
All my life a for this, a day of pure bliss
Celebrate it with a kiss, twist a daq' a
Way back, to the broke days, prokays
That was okay, but not enough for mrs. fokay
Damn, I to love her like common
Not enough to understand the bond woman and a man
When I hunger, I guess because I was back then
the fact I wasn't packing no meat
A litte fat kid, hungry for some action
So I played laser tag with real
Suicide a skully by the black fence
Intense, my mind flashed a in '96
Yo, I'm on now, soldiers of the dark', hit
Plus some shit, regardless, I made it way
Growing from the earth a garden
Sarving no this kid is famished
Awaiting for the day me established
The of the gods and the planets, we planning understanding
God damn, it good to have a natural meal that's untampered with
Landing in the wheelchair, poppa tracks about chef
Pants sagging off his ass, little running wild in the grass
Singer foul, form a line for fool,
down for there's a jewel in the stash

(chorus: 2x)

Outro: 9

Kid, up