Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Cool

Bass for your face, for your eyes
Don't blink, Black Ink has arrived, all
Rudebwoys keep dem thing at side, be alright
Muh'fuckers we up in here, we all live
I'm puffin this Cohiba mami coolin' her
All she ever to do is play it cool f'real
She be pushin', pop vessel, and her is ill
But her hand, slippin on the woodgrain wheel
But it's cool, we never slippin' when there's to make
when what we talkin' ain't ya usual cake
I bass for y'all bathin' apes, to get charged
Nah, I'm not a dealer, I'm a poet at
We in the with the roof back, lettin' the breeze hit us
The bathrobe on with sweatpants and
Comin' to pay a visit to whoever on the hit
Some of y'all been tryin' for years, you'll get this fool

Check it out (stay cool) stay cool (stay cool)
Stay ma (hey, hey) c'mon
(Stay motherfuckers y'all know the rules)
(Hey, stay cool, cool)
There it is (Yeah hah hah, cool)

Hip-Hop my main bitch, I got a few on the
The game stitched I'm doin' my job
Go up against enormous
Wouldn't a sweat, money make her bet
Funny son you threat, I ain't shakin' yet
chillin', tougher than penicillin
From the block where the crooked cops like a villain
Children, in the hood gettin' by they buildings
And brothers, 'cross the board gettin' knocked by the
The stress, got me the potent marijuana leaf
Tryin' to it cooler than a polar bear colony
You feel the music know I'm there probably
Pimpin on the same system that forever me
I got the of a young Sam Cooke when I spit
It you want to make a new dance up
all to the good shorty 'gwan do that stuff
It's not another sound rockin steady as us
And it's

(Stay cool) yeah (stay cool) stay ha
(Hey, hey) it out, and just
(Stay cool motherfuckers y'all know the rules)
(Hey, cool, stay cool)
(Yeah hah hah, cool)

Yeah, when I'm in my vehicle, the chase harass me
They never past me, they really comin' at me right
They want to know the drugs guns and cash be
Probably want to get me to run, so they can me
Just, me in your box, play my shit
I know crowded at the top, cause I'm on the tip
And that's as up at the top, as a brother could get
And how I do it a lot of muh'fuckers upset
But fine, re-gizzlin' I'm back for mine
In case y'all gettin' tired of the same ol'
And I'm calm, and perfectly aligned
The way I'm operatin' what is a of rhyme
It's not a when I lower the gradient lens frames
I'm cooler Clyde Stubblefield, drummer for James
Hip-Hop is out of Hustleville, comin' for
I exercise a muscle build, breakin' the chains
And I'm

(Stay cool) (stay cool) (hey, hey)
(Stay cool motherfuckers know the rules)
(Hey, stay cool, cool)
(Yeah hah hah, cool)