Luyện nghe bài hát Who Gon Stop Me

This is something like the
Millions of our people
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 me huh?

Black cards, black cars, on black, black broads
lotta money in a black 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 watches I need eight arms
One but got eight charms

Who gon me huh?

Niggaas talkin', bitch made, Ix-nay off my dicks-nay
That's pig-Latin,
Who gon me huh?
Last night go so well
Got up out the hotel
Got a freaky like 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
she fucked the doorman
Well cool I fucked the waitress
Heard Yeezy was racist, well, I guess it's on one
I like green faces

This is something the Holocaust
Millions of our people
Bow our heads and 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, black
on black, black broads
Whole money in a black bag
Black strap, you know that's for

weed purple, my money purple
Y'all Urkel, I'm Oprah circle
I wrote the verse, that I hope will 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 up in all white, wearing no socks
No ceiling, new
They know I'm a boy
don't have no proof
I'm 3 steps removed, I know how to
It's looking like, I know how to lose
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,
Okay here, like a hare, a rabbit, I like karats
I'm allergic to having ears,
broke, like nope, like ha,
I ain't no joke, I can't be
Like nope, like
Extend the beat

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
Shit gotta come way, fuck, when 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 been so uh
I'm living life, these 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 motherfuckin' if you wanna,
smart, and I'm book smart
Could have been a chemist, 'cause I cook
Only thing that can me is me, and I'm a stop when the hook start, hold up

This is something like the
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 stop me

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