Luyện nghe bài hát Breathe And Stop

Yeah, it's the Profit, it's the
Coast, West Coast, come down selector, see it
Latino Market, you know we got that *** in
You writin' them checks, go holla at my boy

All my ***, throw dubs up
If you ain't from the Westside, put guns up
Let a shot go, *** and pop
Let them it when the bassline drop

And all my ***, you're hands up
You in the club with you're girls, call man up
'Cause you ain't home, mami
Breathe and stop, exhale when the bassline

Aiyyo, there's murder on the
capital, Im blastin' you
For the love of this dough, thats what I to do
I'm posted up, corner king, named me Coka
Got caught, say a thing, you're not supposed to

La Nostra, Gotti gang, my shotty ring
Call it a killer's exhibition, let the hang
A real work of art, your heart, I blow you smart
Yeah, it's the ghetto god, rep the 'til I'm gone

Was sent to prison, you know me, homie, the itchin'
Leave you holy if you rollin' with bad intentions
Fit the ***, then again you know
And we don't never see him in the hood and he owe

Joey give a ***, told my *** hold that
Usually in the kitchen, where the stove at?
Got that ***, got that ***, get *** sacks
My little man pitchin', yeah, we him Sandy Cossacks

All my ***, throw dubs up
If you ain't the Westside, put your guns up
Let a shot go, *** and pop
Let them feel it when the bassline

And all my ***, you're hands up
You in the club with you're girls, your man up
'Cause you ain't home, mami
Breathe and stop, exhale when the bassline

Lord of war, you need a hammer, Ill you guns
*** to Pablo, sell grammar to Pun
Stop ***, I am the one
Pepper spray gangsters, show you how the is slung

Now I could play like Kanye and let my chest show
Put on them Kool Moe Dee glasses but that just Joe
Play shot and then I switch up the
Like what the blood glock, bumbaklaat, you ain't *** Joe

Now mama loves me, her hate me
Jealous 'cause they boyfriends me
We that baby love, yeah, we pain free
nobody pocket certain here, we paid G's

Now listen up, you in love with a
I *** her and her
I give her that mayo, you come and you her
*** Crack been a G since
Sit and watch the money get bricks, muh'f***

All my ***, throw dubs up
If you ain't the Westside, put your guns up
Let a shot go, *** and pop
Let them feel it when the bassline

And all my ***, throw hands up
You in the club with girls, call your man up
'Cause you ain't comin' home,
Breathe and stop, exhale the bassline drop

Coka, Game, the gangsta
TA, up? I see you ***
New York, Killa capital, Cali,