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 me huh?
Who gon me?
Who gon stop me

Black cards, black cars, on black, black broads
Whole lotta 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, Farm
So many watches I eight arms
One neck but got charms

Who gon stop me

Niggaas talkin', 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 freaky like Marvin
Yes! Tell Cosell
You just a commentator, if you get me
Everybody I know from the got common haters
In some relations, you just supposed to say
Heard she the doorman
Well that's cool I the waitress
Heard Yeezy was racist, well, I guess on one basis
I only like green

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 me huh?
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 hope will you

Who gone me huh?
Beat the odds, the feds
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
know I'm a dope boy
They have no proof
I'm 3 steps removed, I know how to
It's looking like, I don't know how to
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 thorough and I to the G-code,
I'm here, oh yeah, I I ain't going nowhere,
here, like a hare, like a rabbit, I like karats
I'm to having bunny ears,
Like broke, like nope, ha,
I ain't no joke, I be stopped
Like nope, like
Extend the Noah

2 seats in the 911 uh, no limit on the card ah
Told y'all I was go HAM uh, to the ocean was my backyard eh
No lies in my hey, please pardon all the curses hey
Shit gotta come some way, fuck, you growing up worthless uh
Middle finger to my old ugh, special shout out to my old head uh
If it wasn't for your advice uh, a would have been so dead uh
I'm living life, 'til niggas kill me
Turn 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 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 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
on black, black broads
Whole lotta money in a bag
Black strap, you know that's for