Luyện nghe bài hát Always Winnin

(I'm loving generation)

(Y'all cats know we 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, watching
And with a mean girl, Lohan
Trying to deprogram, Detox, lace the
Set a screen pop then a three off
Then [?] out with deep thoughts, NBC Peacock
Grids, we stop, not, we [?]
Quote Jack Donaghy, pro-black Lee
Pump Pope with a dope rap harmony, yo
I read some Facebook posts and I TextEdit
Cause I don't or Twitter, yaa, I get-get it
And I kinda get but I don't really get credit
Not like respect, like actually, I don't really got
I got a credit card, good, no debts yet
At I go to pay and they say "Yo, we don't accept debit"
Don't accept Well, you make us have to get in debt
It makes me talk Illuminati on my next record
Also rappings who go "I really get credit"
I don't know, I'm sure I'm the best at it
Couple get close when they like Next
You know, when we're grinding, that's "Too Close" by Next
Check it, Shad's on that silly
Jeans got that and chilly sag
minute epic rap Iliads
Young black genius, some cats mad
Even when I boast now I really brag
So from rockers to gun cockers from dumb jocks to
doctors are all saying that I come proper
Like "I knew he had lyrics, but was a fun concept"
Haters can hate, I'm unbothered, the bottom is
I'm always

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I said I'm always
of rhymes that got the mommies grinning
Army [?] and my spinning
Speaking of mommies, lot of people call me
Because I'm watching kids, trying to get it popping
With a couple little poppy hits and might pop a bit
But popping Cris 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 is under prepped
And soft as One while I'm sharp enough to puncture flesh
One punch should get you like a drunken mess
Lungs compress, stuck in a stretcher until they run test
Uncontestable, to rest, sun is blessed
So I'mma bring the pressure, I'm even than sudden death
Forever unimpressed, I'm clever, no wonder,
Pirate this like discovering treasure in the sunken
Motherfunk and fresh, the of thunder over rumbling jet
from the west where the sun gets set
Not a grip, it's a London rap
Like I'm double deck busses, me bust like a hundred tecs
IQ measure by one question, who mess
With S.K.? Say yes, and you the dumbest yet
Humble vet, still running with that steps
'Til every tongue confesses that boy belong among the best
Always