Luyện nghe bài hát Shabba

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My niggas, we fuck up commas
Some of them dirty like
Jamaican and Haitian, no matter, they pull up with
All of my niggas got rounds, I spray a new on you clowns
I got a bitch in the viddy, I her the shrimp and the lobster
I put that girl in Givenchy, Versace, I'm like shabba
How that bitch so Hollywood, but that living in Bompton
But I be training these hoes, out the boat, yeah

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Shawty ride with a through the west coast
Down south pimp, I done hoes
My life so good, I done hoes
I might crowd for my next show
All of my is trappers
We take the on the road
You see the line 'round the
We selling at the shows
You see the ice on my
You see my neck of gold
Boy, you at home with your
I got a full of hoes
Homie, I on the road
I a play, then I go
I got a house full of
They wanna in the snow

Bare foreign jaws my name was shabba
I ain't a fuckery, I ain't a
I got a one peng ting cooks me pasta
I chuck in the Benz, chuck ash in the Astra
Man my gyal wanna gimme good good
But she done told me this hoody too
My wan' smoke dope in the hood
I told her hold on baby, go on this wood

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She wanna up
wanna get with a trapper
Blowing on with the grubber
Gold tee shabba
Trap boy rapper
She go south, then back up
Man wife up no slapper
Man that ting to my brudda
Sent P's to my
Trap in the street for the
Man have some manners
yeah, we got lot of
Foreign gyal proper
Give her shots like a
Bad rolling up the grams
love a man like I'm shabba

She gold chains and cocaine
Spend dance on the dope
So a nigga aim that so
I pray a nigga never my homie
Man down if you my homie
Man down, man down, man
Lift her up, make her home
I got the Gs I'm OJ
We serving P for the
up to no hoe, oh no way
Told the feds I ain't up no names
coming in plentily
Amnes' in loads, aye
Hand on my friend here put her
On my friend, get

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the street with a bracker
No key, mon' up
ki' like my brother
Gold tee like
ring, setting one up
OT packer
TU, turn up
Walked in, the run up
Uck face uck us
T like, man up
Sea getting guala
give a man utter
Daylights so stutter

She's me dada
I her uh uh
Boom boom in the
So wet I broke her bladder
I'm old school shabba
Rock all gold shabba
Bad they hol' up
Wanna do man the covers
Beemer, or Hummer
Spring, or summer
Ring trap, the runner?
Big strap, need
Man to it up
Big bags, can't it
Section, OHB, better

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