Luyện nghe bài hát Stretch

I grams of coke,
Mix it with lactose, that's I do!

I make a a dope
like a eighth of dope, befo' I'm through!
Product
I got it man
In the hood I'm like man!

man,
I make the come faster man!

Your bad guy's gone, The Joker's dead
So for now 'til forever you're with the kid
I ain't supposed to be a boss, I'm supposed to be an
I'm supposed to a gun, not be stuck in an office
Michael pimped me? I was in the seat
We was comfortable me 'round, cause I blast my heat
94' I was trying to Mason for bricks raw
Charlie up the jux, they took no orders little boy, stretch
The cocaine, I go hard the drought come
When the straps come out, son, niggas the outcome
Lay low, low, you may see Jesus
You hit with a stray, yo, for no fucking
You praying for a Benz, it's a you breathing
a miracle that God gave me this TEC, now I'm eating
Cop it, chop it, profit, all for sale
Cocaine, rain, I'm so for real, yeah

I grams of coke,
Mix it lactose, that's what I do!

I make a ounce a
With like a eighth of dope, I'm through!
stretch
I got it man
In the hood I'm like man!

man,
I the money come faster man!

I'm the dope-man, coke-man, smoke-man,
The X-man, TEC-man, you respect, man
Get the green, triple beam, inf' beam, murder
Fiend, morphine, dream, codeine, more
Gun pop, one shot, drop, it wasn't me
the cops it wasn't me, you saw me right? It wasn't me
It's not my M.O., see me I it stretch
Get in the way I put a on my TEC
Call me crazy, I die for I stand for
I have ammo out the Lambo
Like Commando, nah, like
I keep my as long as the fucking grams go
Wooptee-woo, I'm a Chef Rae
It's hot in here, I'm by the stove cooking crack all day,
We gon' bag up all
We ain't goin' 'til the count bag right, yeah

I grams of coke,
Mix it with lactose, what I do

I a ounce a dope
With like a eighth of dope, befo' I'm
Product
I got it man
In the hood I'm like man

man,
I make the come faster man

It's a bird, it's a plane, no, it's pure
Trying to selling blow, I'm who you fuck with, man
I got high, I made Batman fly
Your favorite took a hit, now here you try
I don't care if a sin, I don't care if you're ten
around kid, it's a cold world we're in
If you ask me my offer is handsome
A little Charlie, Marley, a bit of Manson
Yeah, me falling off is really far
I a little to a lot, I make it stretch
In come the Franklin's then come the
by the crackhouse, dirty and dingy, yeah

I grams of coke,
Mix it with lactose, that's I do

I make a ounce a
With like a of dope, befo' I'm through
stretch
I got it man
In the I'm like plastic man

man,
I the money come faster man