Luyện nghe bài hát Staying Power

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Lately been like niggas doubt me
Trust me, they don't got no power
Left Atlantic, 'bout a later
Every record label try and me
all official niggas
Intelligent, fly, and get bitches
I tell her to fly, she catch a
Or she RHO, or she get to
AKA, I be wreckless
'07 my jacket
AKAs at State
My year, I tried to get one pregnant
Early bird, was Petersburg
Now, my little bird fly to
Halliburton of Blues Brothers
Ain't no Akroyd or neither
Paranoid, so I'm drinking
voices, I don't sleep heavy
Had a choice, I can a back?
I be back for a team or something
Kick return, wide-receiver
Now, I'm sneaking in the club
I'm not concerned about who beefing us
I can give 'em words, I could 'em up
Rap dudes, I'm Zab
Hook, cross, jab, jab em'
Uber X, I'm in a
She was in mag, she got a attitude, uh
But, I'm though
I'm not a little nigga big boy
I'm the outcast of the new school
Spent three stacks on a Bitcoin, ayy
I got for her
You a simp, why you gotta buy a gift for
Might buy me a 'rari, you Foamposites
And around like we ain't different
Shit, y'all just
Shit, y'a just shit, yeah
I ain't to tit for tat, but nigga check the map
who put shit there? Me, Folarin
I got her, and I can my opponents
And I'm not too popular, media treat my like a hazard or something
get the handoff and fumble it
Me, I get it and Alvin it
Simple city niggas wild me, so you outta town niggas humble it
Gassing on beats, and I sweet
The homies is homonyms out in streets
You probably is what do that mean?
I ain't too deep, but I too deep

I am the legend niggas to be
Went to Portland before I with my team
Niggas fly on they feet
Never broke shit applying to me
Forever that dope shit, it run in my like I'm sipping mud
And and sleep
We at who thoughts, it's quiet for me
I quietly built my empire, to set afire to the rivaling teams
I'm a lion, you infusely
Devour anybody me
Blood on my
All of my got blood on they sneakers
All of my women be and honest
I take 'em all shopping then the receipt
Who fucking me?

Nah really? Who fucking me?
Folarin, the godbody
The himself
in Peace to Chuck Brown
He said,