Luyện nghe bài hát Who Gon Stop Me

This is something 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 stop me

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

Who gon stop me
Who gon me huh?

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

Who gon stop me

Niggaas talkin', they bitch made, off my dicks-nay
pig-Latin, itch-bay
Who gon me huh?
night ain't go so well
Got kicked up out the
Got a little freaky like Albert
Yes! Tell Howard
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
that's cool I fucked the waitress
Heard Yeezy was racist, well, I it's on one basis
I only green faces

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

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

Black cards, cars
Black on black, black
Whole lotta money in a 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 wouldn't be wise, to bet 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 I'm a dope boy
They don't no proof
I'm 3 removed, I know how to move
It's looking like, I don't how to lose
I'm winning again, I'm at the
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 and I stuck to the G-code,
I'm here, oh yeah, I promise I ain't nowhere,
Okay here, like a hare, a rabbit, I like karats
I'm allergic to having ears,
Like broke, like nope, ha,
I ain't no joke, I be stopped
nope, like nope
Extend the Noah

2 seats in the 911 uh, no on the black card ah
y'all I was gonna go HAM uh, to the ocean was my backyard eh
No lies in my verses hey, pardon all the curses hey
Shit gotta come some way, fuck, you growing up worthless uh
finger 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 niggas kill me
this 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, a diploma
Graduated from the corner, can play me
For a fool if you wanna,
smart, and I'm book smart
Could have a chemist, 'cause I cook smart
Only thing can stop me is me, and I'm a stop when the hook start, hold up

This is like the Holocaust
Millions of our people
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 stop me

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