Luyện nghe bài hát Always Winnin

(I'm loving generation)

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

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Feel me, man
Back of the and in my own home, watching Homeland
And romancing with a mean girl,
Trying to deprogram, Detox, lace the
Set a screen pop then shoot a off
Then [?] out with deep thoughts, watching NBC
Grids, we stop, not, we [?]
Quote Jack Donaghy, Donna Lee
Pump Pope Francis with a rap harmony, yo
I read some Facebook posts and I TextEdit
Cause I don't or Twitter, yaa, I get-get it
And I get Reddit but I don't really get credit
Not like respect, like actually, I really got credit
I got a credit card, good, no debts yet
At times I go to pay and say "Yo, we don't accept debit"
accept cash? Well, you make us have to get in debt
It me wanna talk Illuminati on my next record
rappings who go "I don't really get credit"
I don't know, I'm pretty sure I'm the at it
Couple get when they grind like Next
You know, baby when we're grinding, that's "Too Close" by
it, Shad's on that silly swag
Jeans got T-Boz and chilly sag
Seven minute epic rap
Young black genius, some cats mad
Even when I boast now I really brag
So punk rockers to gun cockers from dumb jocks to
Young are all saying that 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 always

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I I'm always winning
Kind of that got the mommies grinning
[?] and my laundry spinning
Speaking of mommies, lot of call me Pops
Because I'm always kids, trying to get it popping
With a couple little poppy and they might pop a bit
But locals popping in the post season, Popovich
Champagne popping, but I started from the opposite of
on top of it, my dominance 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
Lungs compress, stuck in a stretcher until they run some
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 like discovering treasure in the sunken chest
and fresh, the sound of thunder over rumbling jet
Coming the west where the sun gets set
Not a grip, still a London rap
Like I'm double deck busses, watch me bust like a tecs
IQ by one question, who wanna mess
With S.K.? Say yes, and you the dumbest yet
Humble vet, still with anyone that steps
'Til tongue confesses that your boy belong among the best
winning