Luyện nghe bài hát Who Gon Stop Me

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

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

Who gon me huh?
Who gon stop me

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

Who gon me huh?

Niggaas talkin', bitch made, Ix-nay off my dicks-nay
pig-Latin, itch-bay
Who gon me huh?
Last ain't go so well
Got kicked up out the
Got a freaky like Marvin Albert
Yes! Tell Cosell
You just a commentator, if you get me
Everybody I know from the got common haters
In some relations, you supposed to say none
Heard she the doorman
Well that's cool I the waitress
Heard Yeezy was racist, well, I it's on one basis
I like green faces

is something like the Holocaust
Millions of our lost
Bow our and pray to the lord
Til I die I'm a fuckin'

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

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

Y'all purple, my money purple
Y'all Steve Urkel, I'm circle
I wrote the verse, that I will hurt you

Who gone stop me
the odds, beat the feds
It be wise, to bet against the kid
Start me broke, I bet I get
shift, six to six
one shot, one pot
I'll up in all white, wearing no socks
No ceiling, new
They know I'm a boy
They don't have no
I'm 3 steps removed, I know how to
It's looking like, I don't know how to
I'm winning again, I'm at the
I'm at the table, I'm gambling,
Lucky lefty, I 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,
here, like a hare, like a rabbit, I like karats
I'm to having bunny ears,
broke, like nope, like ha,
I ain't no joke, I be stopped
nope, like nope
Extend the Noah

2 in the 911 uh, no limit on the black card ah
Told I was gonna go HAM uh, to the ocean was my backyard eh
No lies in my hey, please pardon all the curses hey
gotta come some way, fuck, when you growing up worthless uh
Middle finger to my old life ugh, special shout out to my old uh
If it wasn't for advice uh, a nigga would have been so dead uh
I'm living life, 'til niggas kill me
this up, if these niggas feel me
I'm riding dirty, trying to get
Picasso, Rothkos, Rilkes
Graduated to the
And I did all of this, a diploma
Graduated from the corner, y'all can me
For a fool if you wanna,
Street smart, and I'm book
Could have a chemist, 'cause I cook smart
Only thing that can stop me is me, and I'm a when the hook start, hold up

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

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

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