Luyện nghe bài hát Who Gon Stop Me

This is something the Holocaust
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, cars, black on black, black broads
Whole lotta money in a bag
Black strap, you what that's for?

Who gon me huh?
Who gon me huh?

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

Who gon stop me

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 little freaky Marvin Albert
Yes! Tell Howard
You just a commentator, if you get me
Everybody I know the hood got common haters
In some relations, you supposed 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 like green faces

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 stop me
Who gon me?
Who gon me huh?

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

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

Who gone me huh?
Beat the odds, beat the
It be wise, to bet against 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 have no proof
I'm 3 steps removed, I know how to
It's looking like, I don't know how to
I'm again, I'm at the Wynn
I'm at the table, I'm gambling,
lefty, I expect a seven,
I through hell, I'm expecting heaven, I'm owed,
See I'm thorough and I to the G-code,
I'm here, oh yeah, I promise I going nowhere,
here, like a hare, like a rabbit, I like karats
I'm to having bunny ears,
Like broke, like nope, ha,
I ain't no joke, I be stopped
Like nope, like
the beat Noah

2 seats in the 911 uh, no limit on the black ah
Told y'all I was go HAM uh, to the ocean was my backyard eh
No in my verses hey, please pardon all the curses hey
gotta come some way, fuck, when you growing 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 been so dead uh
I'm life, 'til these niggas kill me
Turn 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, can play me
For a fool 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 the hook start, hold up

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

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

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