Luyện nghe bài hát Always Winnin

(I'm this generation)

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

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

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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 call me Pops
Because I'm watching kids, trying to get it popping
With a couple little hits and they might pop a bit
But popping Cris in the post 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 prepped
And as One Direction while I'm sharp enough to puncture flesh
One punch should get you like a drunken mess
Lungs compress, stuck in a stretcher they run some test
Uncontestable, to rest, sun is blessed
So I'mma bring the pressure, I'm even better sudden death
Forever unimpressed, I'm clever, no wonder,
Pirate this like discovering treasure in the chest
Motherfunk and fresh, the sound of thunder over jet
from the west where the sun gets set
Not a grip, it's a London rap
Like I'm double deck busses, watch me like a hundred tecs
IQ measure by one question, who wanna
With brother S.K.? Say yes, and you the yet
Humble vet, still running anyone that steps
every tongue confesses that your boy belong among the best
Always