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 fuckin'
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 know what for?

Who gon me huh?
Who gon me huh?

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

Who gon stop me

Niggaas talkin', bitch made, Ix-nay off my dicks-nay
That's pig-Latin,
Who gon stop me
Last ain't go so well
Got up out the hotel
Got a little 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 just to say none
Heard she fucked the
Well that's cool I the waitress
Heard was racist, well, I guess it's on one basis
I only like faces

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

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

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

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

Who gone me huh?
Beat the odds, the feds
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, wearing no
No ceiling, new
They I'm a dope boy
They don't have no
I'm 3 steps removed, I know how to
It's looking like, I don't 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 through hell, I'm 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, like a rabbit, I karats
I'm allergic to bunny ears,
Like broke, nope, like ha,
I ain't no joke, I can't be
nope, like nope
Extend the Noah

2 seats in the 911 uh, no limit on the card ah
Told y'all I was gonna go HAM uh, to the was my backyard eh
No lies in my hey, please pardon all the curses 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 would have so dead uh
I'm living life, 'til these niggas me
Turn up, if these niggas feel me
I'm riding dirty, 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,
smart, and I'm book smart
Could have been a chemist, I cook smart
Only thing that can stop me is me, and I'm a stop when the hook start, up

This is something the Holocaust
of our people lost
Bow our heads and to the lord
Til I die, I'm a ball

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

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