Luyện nghe bài hát Always Winnin

(I'm loving generation)

(Y'all cats we always play to win)
I'm always winning
(Y'all cats know we always to win)

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Feel me, man
Back of the road and in my own home, Homeland
And with a mean girl, Lohan
Trying to deprogram, Detox, the Reeboks
Set a screen pop shoot a three off
Then [?] out with deep thoughts, NBC Peacock
Grids, we stop, not, we [?]
Quote Jack Donaghy, Donna Lee
Pump Francis with a dope rap harmony, yo
I read some posts and I open TextEdit
I don't blog or Twitter, yaa, I get-get it
And I kinda get Reddit but I don't really get
Not like respect, actually, I don't really got credit
I don't got a credit card, good, no yet
At I go to pay and they say "Yo, we don't accept debit"
Don't accept cash? Well, you make us have to get in
It me wanna talk Illuminati on my next record
Also who go "I don't really get credit"
I don't know, I'm pretty sure I'm the at it
Couple get close when they grind like
You know, baby when grinding, that's "Too Close" by Next
Check it, Shad's on silly swag
got that T-Boz and chilly sag
Seven epic rap Iliads
black genius, some cats really mad
Even political I boast now I really brag
So from punk rockers to gun cockers dumb jocks to
Young doctors are all saying I come proper
Like "I knew he had lyrics, but was a fun concept"
can hate, I'm unbothered, the bottom line is
I'm winning

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I said I'm winning
Kind of rhymes that got the grinning
[?] and my laundry spinning
Speaking of mommies, lot of people call me
Because I'm always watching kids, to get it popping
With a couple little poppy hits and they pop a bit
But locals popping Cris in the season, Popovich
popping, but I started from the opposite of bottom
Still on top of it, my is [?]
The rest is overhyped, these punks is under
And soft as One Direction while I'm sharp enough to flesh
One punch should get you like a drunken mess
compress, stuck in a stretcher until they run some test
Uncontestable, to rest, sun is blessed
So I'mma bring the pressure, I'm even better than sudden
Forever unimpressed, I'm clever, no wonder,
Pirate this discovering treasure in the sunken chest
Motherfunk and fresh, the sound of thunder over jet
Coming from the west where the sun set
Not a grip, still a London rap
Like I'm double deck busses, watch me bust like a hundred
IQ measure by one question, who wanna
With S.K.? Say yes, and you the dumbest yet
vet, still running with anyone that steps
'Til tongue confesses that your boy belong among the best
winning