Luyện nghe bài hát Who Gon Stop Me

This is something like the
of our people lost
Bow our heads and pray to the
Til I die I'm a ball
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 in a black bag
Black strap, you know what for?

Who gon me huh?
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

talkin', they bitch made, Ix-nay off my dicks-nay
That's pig-Latin,
Who gon me huh?
Last night ain't go so
Got up out the hotel
Got a little like Marvin Albert
Yes! Tell Howard
You a commentator, if you get me paper
Everybody I know from the hood got common
In some relations, you just to say none
Heard she the doorman
Well that's I fucked the waitress
Heard was racist, well, I guess it's on one basis
I like green faces

This is like the Holocaust
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, black
Black on black, black
lotta money in a black bag
Black strap, you know what for

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

Who gone me huh?
Beat the odds, 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
know I'm a dope boy
They have no proof
I'm 3 removed, I know how to move
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,
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,
Okay here, a hare, like a rabbit, I like karats
I'm to having bunny ears,
broke, like nope, like ha,
I ain't no joke, I can't be
Like nope, like
Extend the beat

2 in the 911 uh, no limit 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, please all the curses hey
Shit come some way, fuck, when you growing up worthless uh
Middle finger to my old life ugh, shout out to my old head uh
If it wasn't for your uh, a nigga would have been so dead uh
I'm life, 'til 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, without a
from the corner, y'all can play me
For a fool if you wanna,
smart, and I'm book smart
Could have a chemist, 'cause I cook smart
thing that can stop me is me, and I'm a stop when the hook start, hold up

This is something the Holocaust
of our people 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

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