Luyện nghe bài hát Who Gon Stop Me

This is like the Holocaust
of our people lost
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 broads
Whole money in a black bag
Black strap, you know what that's

Who gon stop me
Who gon stop me

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

Who gon stop me

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

This is like the Holocaust
of our people lost
Bow our heads and pray to the
Til I die I'm a ball

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

Black cards, cars
Black on black, black
lotta 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, I hope will hurt you

Who gone me huh?
Beat the odds, beat the
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, wearing no
No ceiling, new
know I'm a dope boy
They have no proof
I'm 3 steps removed, I know how to
It's like, I don't know how to lose
I'm again, I'm at the Wynn
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 promise I ain't nowhere,
here, like a hare, like a rabbit, I like karats
I'm to having bunny ears,
Like broke, nope, like ha,
I ain't no joke, I can't be
Like nope, like
the beat Noah

2 seats in the 911 uh, no limit on the card ah
y'all I was gonna go HAM uh, to the ocean was my backyard eh
No lies in my verses hey, please all the curses hey
Shit come some way, fuck, when you growing up worthless uh
Middle finger to my old life ugh, special 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 dirty, trying to get filthy
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,
Street smart, and I'm smart
have been a chemist, 'cause I cook smart
Only thing that can stop me is me, and I'm a when the hook start, hold up

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