Luyện nghe bài hát Shabba

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

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Shawty with a nigga through the west coast
Down pimp, I done left hoes
My life so good, I blessed hoes
I might surf 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 house full of
Homie, I on the road
I make a play, I go
I got a house of cocaine
wanna play in the snow

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

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She wanna up
wanna get with a trapper
Blowing on sess the grubber
Gold tee shabba
boy turned rapper
She go down south, back up
Man wife up no slapper
Man bust that ting to my
P's to my mother
Trap in the for the guala
Man bet' some manners
yeah, we got lot of
Foreign gyal proper
her shots like a chopper
Bad rolling up the grams
Wanna a man like I'm shabba

She seeing gold and cocaine
Spend coco on the dope
So a aim that so string
I pray a nigga never my homie
Man if you touch my homie
Man down, man down, man
Lift her up, make her home
I got the Gs I'm OJ
We P for the cocaine
up to no hoe, oh no way
Told the feds I giving up no names
coming in plentily
Amnes' in loads, aye
Hand on my here put her hand
On my friend, get

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Through the with a bracker
No key, mon' up
ki' like my brother
Gold tee like
Ring ring, one up
OT selling
TU, turn up
Walked in, the run up
Uck tryna uck us
T like, man up
Sea side guala
give a man utter
Daylights so stutter

She's me dada
I her uh uh
Boom in the bedroom
So wet like I her bladder
I'm old school like
Rock all like shabba
Bad bitches they up
Wanna do man under the
Beemer, Bentley or
Spring, or summer
Ring trap, where the
Big strap, another
Man to it up
Big bags, can't it
Section, OHB, notice

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