Luyện nghe bài hát Cot' Damn

Cot damn, a new day
Cot damn, but the nigga money
Hoo, hoo, hoo, oh, cot

They just can't understand or my demeanor
Unapproachable appearance to how I the ninas
Out of two, Clipse they say, malice the
Got love for guns and caine, let come between us

You me for a rapper, huh
Well that makes me an actor, 'cause I would rather a gun
And buck on them who hate
Who wanna be in my shoes? Live my life, but carry my weight

I understand that the envy is of the game
But make no mistake, you and I, we are not the
Naw bitch, I'm liable to ya shit
Light up ya world, 'til you start to stagger and

Watch how them straight, rattle ya shit
And I it to y'all, to freestyle and battle and shit
That's not me, I'm more at wit the chrome
Or that play the yay, movin' 12 for a zone, I'm gone

Cot damn, a new day
Cot damn, but the nigga wanted

Cot damn, when that hits the pan
And comes hard, I can account for every gram
And the streets the man I am
The pimp, the hustler, the crook, the killer,

Traits of a blow dealer, cost my
I hustle, I'm rich, scrilla, I'm the torch that carry the game
The I throw, crack change came from blow, push the O's
Six lay close, hug the streets, I hug the beat, change
Thug the streets, my love is deep, my pain

My hearts on a
that they gave they soul and hearts to mistreat you
Nigga told, they breakin' my heart on the so
Watch the phonies, watch ya
We pop, pop, you homey

Cot damn, a new day
Cot damn, but the nigga wanted

They call me 'Pusha' for one
'Cause I keep that sniff all
Whether the price is up or
I keep a mound to pitch from, you don't have to around

When it come to the money, I get
Three is fortune, and I don't mind sharin' my wealth, dog
I know about my life, I been around the thrice times
I mean I say, from that Panama sun, the French chanzalize

so deep-rooted, I can't turn away
The base is now, somewhat therapeutic
what I say, please don't confuse it
My verses heal, Curt Mayfield's music
(Are you a pusha?)
right, I treat ya nose to hook ya
And only pull to cook ya, partner

Cot damn, a new day
Cot damn, but the wanted money

I if I die of starvation, things is fucked up as is
So I for my cabbage
Do you not know the most way of gettin' money
yo gun, rapid

Leave and watch you see the situation be
Heavens, why must I be so devilish
They say do comes back on you two times
I shoulda been died, but I'm still around wit two nines

Who wants to be a millionaire? Me, and you got no more life lines
You a snitch nigga fightin' crime, go ahead and the police
'Cause every move you make, throw a slug
And hope you choke blood, on every breath you take

Not to be broke, Coldchain fate witness
Natural spittin' from me, [Incomprehensible], to the limit
Head to the menace, loud talking gibberish
beef, I deliver it, you cock the mineral [Incomprehensible], for certain
Live in the livin' room, to hurtin' you

Cot damn, a new day
Cot damn, but the nigga wanted
Hoo, hoo, hoo
Cot