Luyện nghe bài hát Who Gon Stop Me

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, black cars, black on black, broads
Whole lotta money in a bag
strap, you know what that's for?

Who gon stop me
Who gon me huh?

Who gon me?
No brakes, I need, Farm
So many I need eight arms
One neck but got charms

Who gon me huh?

Niggaas talkin', they 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 freaky like Marvin Albert
Yes! Howard Cosell
You just a commentator, if you get me
Everybody I know from the hood got common
In relations, you just supposed to say none
she fucked the doorman
Well cool I fucked the waitress
Heard Yeezy was racist, well, I it's on one basis
I only like faces

This is something the Holocaust
Millions of our people
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

Black cards, cars
Black on black, broads
Whole lotta in a black bag
Black strap, you what that's for

weed purple, my money purple
Y'all Urkel, I'm Oprah circle
I wrote the verse, that I hope will you

Who gone stop me
Beat the odds, beat the
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
They I'm a dope boy
don't have no proof
I'm 3 steps removed, I how to move
It's looking like, I don't know how to
I'm winning again, I'm at the
I'm at the table, I'm gambling,
Lucky lefty, I a seven,
I went hell, I'm expecting heaven, I'm owed,
See I'm and I stuck to the G-code,
I'm here, oh yeah, I promise I going nowhere,
Okay here, like a hare, like a rabbit, I karats
I'm allergic to bunny ears,
broke, like nope, like ha,
I no joke, I can't be stopped
nope, like nope
Extend the Noah

2 seats in the 911 uh, no 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 advice uh, a nigga would have so dead uh
I'm living life, these niggas kill me
Turn up, if these niggas feel me
I'm dirty, trying to get filthy
Pabalo Picasso, Rothkos,
Graduated to the
And I did all of this, a diploma
Graduated from the corner, y'all can me
For a motherfuckin' if you wanna,
Street smart, and I'm smart
Could have been a chemist, 'cause I cook
thing that can stop me is me, and I'm a stop when the hook start, hold up

This is something like the
Millions of our lost
Bow our and pray to the lord
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
Black on black, broads
Whole money in a black bag
Black strap, you know what for