Luyện nghe bài hát CoCo Pt. 2

Thousand dollar jeans a hundred more stacks in 'em
nigga on this jet with me, I done went to war for 'em
Or I used to with 'em
I got real Hollywood fuckin' with a trap nigga
And we ain't fuckin' with you rat
Heard they on Twitter we just at niggas
Back the Sun never shines
They let Milly back home just in time
Look at their faces, now I got the
Now they don't when I had to grind
She fell in love the CoCo
She got on Chanel and
And we out Dubai at the boat
Rollin' on the yacht, screamin', YOLO
my lituation like Loso
And my an off shore
And I her head like she ocho cinco
Draggin' my like I'm loco
You mad at me, but she though
How you get mad my old ho?
2015, I do rose
'Cause I'm in the field just like Rose but sellin' Os though

(What you it with?)
Bakin' soda, I got bakin'
(Who you with?)
It's the and we're takin' over
(How you that shit?)
Whip it through the glass,
Buy a hundred bottles and put 'em on my tab,

I'm in love with the
I'm in love with the
I got it for the low, low
I'm in love with the

Ridin' the city with a check on me
Ridin' through the with a TEC on me
28 Make it double, I ever try to cuddle
So explain why these slept on me
Eight ball 'til I me a kilo
Made enough then I went to see
Paid in full, if you actin' like
tie him up, tape his ass like Maaco
Hundred round clip in the TEC
a hot 9, 7 when his ass wanna flex
High school, got off on a nigga with the
12K for my pistol in a fuckin'
One hit wonder, yeah a fact
Hit his ass 'til the police where I'm at
Made so much money off this goddamn
get in your ass like a goddamn thong
Coco Puffs, yeah that's for the
tryna act like you don't know what it is
Bakin' soda cut me no check
If they don't, show them mothafuckas what an arm and hammer is
Everybody I'm in love with the coke
My ex bitch a young nigga for a joke
If a nigga got a problem then he get smoked
I'ma squeeze and I'm out like I parked too

Bakin' soda, I got bakin'
Bakin' soda, I got soda
Whip it through the glass,
I'm blowin' fast, nigga

I'm in with the coco
I'm in love with the
I got it for the low, low
I'm in love the coco

I say I run my town Puffy, bitch
in the duffel
They like, "Why the fuck he got indicted?"
I guess I'm lucky,
I ain't playin' 'bout this
I will shoot this bitch up I'm Shyne
Dropped a foe, quarterback, Tony
Duct tape triple black, that ocho
What if I told you bicycle with a
And got 'em in the air bag of the
God in the kitchen, they call that boy Zeus
And if that shit up then that's that Bruce Bruce
And if them losin' pressure, that's that low pro
If the case, you gotta whip it slow mo

I got boxes everywhere
Arm & Hammer everywhere
Dropped a 9, got a half,
We gon' need bigger bags, nigga

I'm in love the coco
I'm in love with the
I got it for the low, low
I'm in with the coco