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, they pull up with
All of my niggas got rounds, I a new face on you clowns
I got a bitch in the viddy, I gave her the shrimp and the
I put that girl in Givenchy, Versace, I'm feeling shabba
How that so Hollywood, but that bitch living in Bompton
But I be training hoes, fresh out the boat, yeah

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Shawty ride with a nigga through the coast
Down south pimp, I left 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 neck of gold
Boy, you at with your girlfriend
I got a house of hoes
Homie, I on the road
I a play, then I go
I got a house of cocaine
wanna play in the snow

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

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She wanna up
Gyal wanna get with a
on sess with the grubber
Gold tee shabba
Trap boy rapper
She go south, then back up
Man can't up no slapper
Man that ting to my brudda
P's to my mother
Trap in the street for the
Man bet' some manners
yeah, we got lot of
Foreign gyal looking
Give her like a chopper
Bad rolling up the grams
Wanna love a man I'm shabba

She seeing gold chains and
Spend coco on the dope
So a aim that so string
I pray a never touch my homie
Man down if you touch my
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 ain't up no names
Amnes' coming in
coming in loads, aye
Hand on my friend put her hand
On my friend, get

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

She's me dada
I her uh uh
Boom boom in the
So wet like I broke her
I'm old school like
Rock all like shabba
Bad bitches they up
Wanna do man under the
Beemer, or Hummer
Spring, winter or
trap, where the runner?
Big strap, need
Man to it up
Big bags, fold it
Section, OHB, better

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