Luyện nghe bài hát Who Gon Stop Me

This is like the Holocaust
Millions of our lost
Bow our and pray to the lord
Til I die I'm a ball
Now who gon me?
Who gon me huh?
Who gon me?
Who gon me huh?

Black cards, black cars, black on black, black
Whole money in a black bag
Black strap, you know what for?

Who gon stop me
Who gon stop me

Who gon me?
No brakes, I need, Farm
So many watches I need arms
One neck but got charms

Who gon me huh?

Niggaas talkin', they bitch made, off my dicks-nay
That's pig-Latin,
Who gon me huh?
night ain't go so well
Got up out the hotel
Got a little freaky like Albert
Yes! Tell Howard
You just a commentator, if you get me
Everybody I know from the hood got haters
In some relations, you just supposed to say
Heard she the doorman
that's cool I fucked the waitress
Heard was racist, well, I guess it's on one basis
I only like faces

This is like the Holocaust
of our people lost
Bow our heads and to the lord
Til I die I'm a fuckin'

Now who gon me?
Who gon stop me
Who gon me?
Who gon stop me

Black cards, cars
Black on black, black
Whole lotta in a black bag
strap, you know what that's for

Y'all weed purple, my purple
Y'all Steve Urkel, I'm Oprah
I wrote the verse, that I hope hurt you

Who stop me huh?
Beat the odds, beat the
It wouldn't be wise, to bet the kid
me broke, I bet I get rich
shift, six to six
one shot, one pot
I'll show up in all white, no socks
No ceiling, new
know I'm a dope boy
They have no proof
I'm 3 steps removed, I know how to
looking like, I don't know how to lose
I'm again, I'm at the Wynn
I'm at the table, I'm gambling,
lefty, I expect a seven,
I went hell, I'm expecting heaven, I'm owed,
See I'm thorough and I to the G-code,
I'm here, oh yeah, I I ain't going nowhere,
Okay here, like a hare, a rabbit, I like karats
I'm allergic to bunny ears,
Like broke, nope, like ha,
I ain't no joke, I be stopped
Like nope, like
Extend the Noah

2 seats in the 911 uh, no limit on the black ah
Told I was gonna go HAM uh, to the ocean was my backyard eh
No lies in my verses hey, please pardon all the hey
Shit gotta come some way, fuck, when you up worthless uh
Middle to my old life ugh, special shout out to my old head uh
If it wasn't for your advice uh, a nigga have been so dead uh
I'm living life, 'til these niggas me
Turn this up, if niggas feel me
I'm dirty, trying to get filthy
Picasso, Rothkos, Rilkes
Graduated to the
And I did all of this, without a
Graduated from the corner, can play me
For a motherfuckin' if you wanna,
Street smart, and I'm smart
Could been a chemist, 'cause I cook smart
Only thing that can stop me is me, and I'm a stop when the hook start, up

is something like the Holocaust
Millions of our people
Bow our heads and to the lord
Til I die, I'm a fuckin'

Now who gon me?
Who gon me huh?
Who gon me?
Who gon stop me

cards, black cars
Black on black, black
Whole money in a black bag
Black strap, you what that's for