Luyện nghe bài hát Who Gon Stop Me

This is like the Holocaust
Millions of our lost
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 me huh?

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

Who gon stop me
Who gon stop me

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

Who gon stop me

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

is something 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, black
Whole money in a black bag
Black strap, you know what for

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

Who stop me huh?
the odds, beat 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, no socks
No ceiling, new
They I'm a dope boy
don't have no proof
I'm 3 steps removed, I how to move
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 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 promise I going nowhere,
here, like a hare, like a rabbit, I like karats
I'm allergic to bunny ears,
Like broke, like nope, 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 y'all I was go HAM uh, to the ocean was my backyard eh
No lies in my verses hey, please all the curses hey
Shit gotta come some way, fuck, when you growing up uh
Middle finger to my old life ugh, special shout out to my old uh
If it for your advice uh, a nigga would have been so dead uh
I'm living life, 'til these kill me
Turn this up, if 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,
Street smart, and I'm smart
have been a chemist, 'cause I cook smart
Only that can stop me is me, and I'm a stop when the hook start, hold up

This is 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 me huh?
Who gon me?
Who gon me huh?

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