Luyện nghe bài hát Cole Summer

now this right here is not a
I to let it goo

Now this here is not a preview
of what the album gonna bring you, or like that
I things I think quietly with those that admire me
MTV diaries? its' something like that
I my heart up on my sleeve, and I, bleed for you
Cooking beats to reach like each one you
I release, trust if you feel like my shit is weak
When you see me in the street, speak, I'll refund you
This sample was "loop me!" , Ms. Hill Please don't sue me
cause I ain't one of those rappers out there fronting like he got it,
I ain't f**kin' got it
thusands in the strip club with drizzy
difference is I'm throwing four, he's fifty
Lord, me
saying "you a rapper ni**a, ain't you s'posed to tip more?"
I don't see no p***y, baby, ain't you s'pose to strip
of a cheap ass ni**a
But I finally put my mommy in E class, ni**a
And I told her quit your job, but your horses
If my next flops it's back to the post office both of us, s**t
they're saying that's a real
the thought is killing me

I think to let it go
I to let it go
I I need to, let it go, let it go let it go
I think I to let it go
nothing even matters

2:
Anticipating rain I can't the same mistakes again
them 90's raped the game
and left us with a and bruised b***h, with a few kids
the p**sy loose, but the truth is I love her
she perfect but who is?
Hoes saying "cole you is" be silly ma
Cause I really I'm a born sinner the opposite of a winner
summer, I predict another winter
Cause I'm finta, drop knowledge like a 5
F**k the Bilderberg, nigga show 'em God ya
Rhyme the skill, as if Nas went to
on scholarship met pac and said "I'm down with ya?"
And when wasn't writing rhymes they f***ing lined sisters
on swishers, what's up Milan?
Everytime I drop I et the net popping like swishes
Kay told me kill ya, and I gotta respect my mum
When I let go this how my switches
No back, don't even want to see my prom pictures
Pardon the rhyme scheme, I guess I'm winded
Let me it now, its back to hell's kitchen now
Up in Hova office like, he the f***ing
Put me in with Stargate, that s**t was like now
Jus telling my story so dissing ain't my now
a couple hits and all the dummies pay attention now
A shame you learn the ins and outs of the game
And a lil' Jermaine in the south
out loud with all the niggas that's cool to you
Just to realize that niggas was fooling you
And ain't who they say they said they where
Talk about the streets, but nigga they ain't really they were
just like there they were, but who am I to judge
That's neither here or
Just know my nigga, I just like being
If I had one wish, I would fuck Tia and Tamera, at the time
And put name tags on they titties so I don't get name wrong
"Game on!!"
Like Waynes World, that just on
I'm now
5 to finish the album,
I'm now
took a break from now
Just to say a few words to this b***h named
June will make four till I gave you my number
"The warm up dropped, I got hot, you it classic
And Jay autotune, you wanted him back s**t,
Play my position, the whole while wishing
A year later Drake put his key in your
And I my fellas
I Friday Night Lights in the winter just to make her jealous
Wanted to drop the in the summer
But the label think that they could sell it
Recoup the week, I think it ain't the s**t that they can tell us
Do you
Its been a long coming to this thing between you and me
I let it go