Luyện nghe bài hát Shabba

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like shabba

My niggas, we up some commas
Some of them dirty shabba
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 in the viddy, I gave her the shrimp and the lobster
I put that girl in Givenchy, Versace, I'm feeling shabba
How that bitch so Hollywood, but bitch living in Bompton
But I be training hoes, fresh out the boat, yeah

She got me blowing like shabba
Something shabba
Bounce to the beat shabba
Something like
10 rings like shabba, yeah
Something like
She got me rolling through like
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in the Benz like shabba
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She got me blowing trees shabba
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Gwan go up the beat like shabba
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Bounce to the beat shabba
like shabba

Shawty with a nigga through the west coast
Down south pimp, I done hoes
My life so good, I done blessed
I might crowd for my next show
All of my is trappers
We take the dope on the
You see the line the corner
We selling dope at the
You see the ice on my
You see my full of gold
Boy, you at home your girlfriend
I got a house of hoes
Homie, I stay on the
I make a play, I go
I got a full of cocaine
They wanna in the snow

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

She got me blowing like shabba
Something like
Bounce to the beat like
Something like
10 gold rings shabba, yeah
like shabba
She got me rolling through like
Something like
Ride in the Benz shabba
like shabba
She got me blowing trees like
like shabba
Gwan go up the beat like shabba
like shabba
Bounce to the beat like
Something shabba

She shut up
Gyal get with a trapper
Blowing on sess with the
Gold tee like
Trap boy rapper
She go down south, back up
Man wife up no slapper
Man bust ting to my brudda
P's to my mother
Trap in the street for the
Man have some manners
yeah, we got lot of
Foreign looking proper
her shots like a chopper
Bad joints up the grams
Wanna love a man I'm shabba

She seeing gold and cocaine
Spend coco dance on the
So a nigga aim so string
I pray a nigga never touch my
Man down if you my homie
Man down, man down, man
Lift her up, her home shake
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
Amnes' coming in
coming in loads, aye
Hand on my here put her hand
On my friend, get

She got me blowing trees shabba
like shabba
Bounce to the beat like
Something shabba
10 gold rings shabba, yeah
Something like
She got me rolling through like
Something shabba
in the Benz like shabba
Something shabba
She got me trees like shabba
Something shabba
Gwan go fuck up the beat shabba
Something shabba
Bounce to the like shabba
Something like

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

calling me dada
I her uh uh
boom in the bedroom
So wet like I her bladder
I'm old school like
all gold like shabba
Bad bitches hol' up
Wanna do man the covers
Beemer, or Hummer
Spring, winter or
trap, where the runner?
Big strap, need
Man to it up
Big bags, can't it
Section, OHB, notice

She got me blowing trees like
Something shabba
Bounce to the beat like
like shabba
10 gold rings shabba, yeah
like shabba
She got me rolling like shabba
Something shabba
Ride in the Benz like
Something shabba
She got me blowing trees shabba
Something like
Gwan go fuck up the like shabba
Something shabba
to the beat like shabba
Something like