Luyện nghe bài hát Who Gon Stop Me

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 stop me
Who gon me?
Who gon stop me

Black cards, black cars, black on black, black
Whole lotta money in a bag
Black strap, you know what for?

Who gon stop me
Who gon stop me

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

Who gon stop me

Niggaas talkin', they made, Ix-nay off my dicks-nay
pig-Latin, itch-bay
Who gon stop me
Last night go so well
Got kicked up out the
Got a little like Marvin Albert
Yes! Tell Howard
You a commentator, if you get me paper
Everybody I know the hood got common haters
In some relations, you just to say none
she fucked the doorman
Well that's cool I fucked the
Yeezy was racist, well, I guess it's on one basis
I only like green

This is something 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 me huh?

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

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

Who gone stop me
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, no socks
No ceiling, new
They know I'm a boy
don't have no proof
I'm 3 steps removed, I how to move
It's looking like, I know 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 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 going nowhere,
Okay here, like a hare, a rabbit, I like karats
I'm to having bunny ears,
Like broke, nope, like ha,
I ain't no joke, I be stopped
nope, like nope
Extend the beat

2 seats in the 911 uh, no 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 up worthless uh
Middle finger to my old life ugh, shout out to my old head uh
If it wasn't for advice uh, a nigga would have been so dead uh
I'm living life, 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 motherfuckin' if you wanna,
Street smart, and I'm book
have been a chemist, 'cause I cook smart
Only thing can stop me is me, and I'm a stop when the hook start, hold up

is something like 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 stop me

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