ฟังเพลงTAXIN

Song: TAXIN

Artist: Cochise

Yo' Cochise, a weh dem a seh?

Yeah

Tax, tax (Woah), tax (Woah), tax (Woah)

He gettin' tax (Woah), tax (Woah), tax (Woah), tax (Woah)

He gettin' tax (Woah), tax (Woah), tax (Woah), tax (Woah)

He gettin' tax (Woah), tax (Woah), tax (Woah), tax, yeah

I had to double the racks (The racks)

The FN it cost 'bout a sack (A sack)

My brother just flew down a pack

I done had to tell 'em relax (Relax)

I done had to take out packs

I done had to buy out the max, ayy

And no I don't have any tax (Yeah)

I done had to come with the hat

Uh-huh, let me get that check (That check)

Uh-huh, let me that rent (That rent)

Uh-huh, let me break your neck (Your neck)

Uh-huh, let me get that cash (Uh-huh)

Countin' money to the ceiling

Shawty, she catching the feelings

Just like a book, I am reading

Shawty, she looking appealing (Uh)

All in my bag, hustle (Yeah)

Me and my cash, couples, uh

Me and my racks double

Heard they watching me just like huddle (Uh, uh)

And I'm sharing my chips like it's Ruffles

That boy wanna be me, talking bumble

He get wet on the street like a puddle

Just like wukong I stay in the jungle, huh

I don't think they like me

Heard they wanna fight me

I be rocking Nike

I heard he rapping on my type beats

I feel like Gucci 'cause I might be

Movie I'm Spike Lee

In a cut in the trap in a white tee

This Cochise ain't doing biting

While you in the trap, I'm in the store

I'm in the racks, I make it pour

Want a umbrella from Christian Dior

No I don't wanna go to any tour

God on my side and he blessing me more

Stick 'em up, we about to rob in the store

It don't even matter if you rich or you poor

I don't wanna hear a word, put ya hands on the floor

They tryna know where I get that

I cannot say where I get that

Walk around holding them big sacks

Yeah I walk round holding the big racks

That's my style, need my lil' fit back

I need healing I bought me a stimpak

I'ma dig all they get like a room check

I might blow on the beat like a Semtex

Ya government cheese, huh

I want a house in the keys, huh

I want a car with no keys, huh

I had to pray on my knees, huh

God on my side never leave