Luyện nghe bài hát K.O

[2 Verse 1]
(Yea, Yeea, Ok)
When I woke up morning, all I could think about was you (you) .
'Cuz when I went to sleep night, all i could think about was you (you, you, you).
Adam and Eve don't eat fruit. Best believe imma eat that boo.
'Cuz i'm the n-gg-, that told them n-gg-s, told them n-gg-s 'bout you (you, you, you).
Chunk the deuce while i'm riding through. Titty Boi, I sign a boob.
You n-gg- hatin', ya' n-gg- that's hatin', that if he gettin' some paper I might sign him too.(Ow)
Best believe i'm just slidin' through. Pull ya' panties to the side let me through.
I can see you n-gg-s the side view. I'm in an out the p-ssy. . .drive through!
White Coupe with the rims I like to crack the top and let the light in.
You know she dark skin. Her light skin. Put us together, and it's Ice Cream.
Sandwich it, she manage it. I know her man is sick. She can't handle it.
She need some time alone. I told her "call my phone" an she called
my phone, I didn't it.

K.O (K.O)
K.O (K.O)
K.O (K.O)
K.O (K.O)
And we gone 'til you n-gg-s can't smoke no mo'
Roll 'til you can't roll no mo'
K.O (K.O)
K.O (K.O)
K.O (Knock it out)
K.O (Knock it out)
And we gone roll 'til you n-gg-s can't no mo'
Blow 'til you b-tch-s can't no mo'
K.O (K.O)
K.O (Let me get it)
K.O (Let me hit it)
K.O (Knock it out)
And we gone smoke 'til you can't smoke no mo'
'til you b-tch-s can't roll no mo'
K.O (K.O)
K.O (Knock it out)
K.O (Let me hit it)
K.O (Let me hit it)
And we gone throw you n-gg-s can't throw no mo' (yea)
Blow 'til you can't blow no mo' (okay)
[Big Verse 2]
(Do it.!)
I was in Detroit, Not too long ago.
Visiting with friends of mine.
(B.I.G) Ok i'm in motion. I'm rollin' and smokin' and
and like i'm low commotion. I'm walking outside and i'm causing
commotions. Got purp and champagne that's a real
potion. I'm burning bread toastin' and
'Cuz I went from views my moms house to views
of the ocean. N-gg-s s-it but that's free promotion.
I'm my life like the end is approachin'
Man f-ck these wit a passion. I'm gettin' paid from
the cradle to the casket. My said, "Boy you needa
read a Bible chapter". 'Til I brought her a-s a house
then the Pastor's "Halla-Lew-Yer". Your now wit a bad
b-tch. Condasuer. My Ex girl said, "Man the fame up to ya"
Baby you don't think about me? Wet Dream about me?
I swear you usta couldn't to K.O

K.O (K.O)
K.O (K.O)
K.O (K.O)
K.O (K.O)
And we gone smoke 'til you can't smoke no mo'
Roll you b-tch-s can't roll no mo'
K.O (K.O)
K.O (K.O)
K.O (Knock it out)
K.O (Knock it out)
And we gone roll 'til you n-gg-s can't no mo'
Blow 'til you b-tch-s can't no mo'
K.O (K.O)
K.O (Let me get it)
K.O (Let me hit it)
K.O (Knock it out)
And we gone smoke 'til you n-gg-s smoke no mo'
'til you b-tch-s can't roll no mo'
K.O (K.O)
K.O (Knock it out)
K.O (Let me hit it)
K.O (Let me hit it)
And we gone throw 'til you n-gg-s can't no mo' (yea)
'til you b-tch-s can't blow no mo' (okay)
(Boy. . .Boy. . .Boy. . .Boy)