Luyện nghe bài hát Grown Simba

Yea, yea, (clears throat) yea
Uh- Now I was about a deal at the age of 13
I was fein'n for the meals, I aint talking Burger
Some of my niggas in the Ville' all they did was feins
Fuck scales, I had skills all day
Them pretty had them gals, spend their time flirting
All the wanted was some waves, like they surfing
Hold up now don't get it twisted, I hating do your thing
I was like a young Simba couldn't to be the king
Now Nigga the prince, hopped over the fence where the grass way greener
Look at ass way meaner
Something like Serena mixed with Trina, have you her?
She fine enough to be Howard, word to Adina
My money like a watch it graduate
Now its time to eat I'm all my niggas grab a plate
Gravitate to real shit, away from phonies
These niggas heard about me now they acting like know me
on saying

Where you going nIgga?- Shit, there aint no
Ay, where you nigga?- Ay, there aint no telling
Yea, they on saying where you going nigga, going nigga?-There aint no telling
Can't tell you I'm going, just know I wont stop
Goodbye to the bottom, to the top
2
Pardon the interruption; a proper introduction is when your shit is legendary
Man, greedy niggas let me in the cafeteria
Cuz they believe, suddenly they Presbyterian
The hoes is librarians, they me up
She got a like Marion, she licking me up
we cut, look how she say my name
I got her J. cole, they used to say Jermaine
I never change, Im like a in a coffin, 6 feet, shits deep
I was low, just a dolla and some fixed me
Cuz I was plus the weed that I would smoke would make it worser
Lord, please let my problems disappear like Ron
I'm a star, Conversers , conversing with them girls, with them curves like
They open like curtains because my shit is unheard of like curses on the
Same bitches used to play me
Now yelling-

Where you going nIgga?- Shit, there aint no
Ay, you going nigga?- Shit, there aint no telling
Yea, keep on saying where you going nigga, going nigga?-There aint no telling
Cant tell you where I'm going, just I wont stop
Goodbye to the bottom, to the top
3
I left the city for a minute but its on my back
Told my niggas, "Ay Im put the Ville on the map"-Ill be back
And Im coming a deal and a plaque
Cuz Im ill bitch, they couldn't make a for the rap
Pouring for my niggas that was killed, send em back
Came home shit is real niggas in the trap
Hold up now don't get it twisted if you slang do thang
Me Im like a young Simba I cant wait to be the
Witness the
Straight out that water I was brought up
In the city where the skinny trynna be the ballas
Aint no fathers but the skinny niggas trynna hit their
Sneaking in her crib but her momma never us
they taught us men them bad bitches only want the ballas
The starters, we hoopin now the hoes guard us
Uh-Okay, so D.. know what I mean?
And put you on the team
Men life is but a dream
And I need a fast car, bad broad, fast forward, pass, pause Im a rap star

Where you going nigga?- Shit, there no telling
say this life is but a dream, And I need a fast car, bad broad, fast forward, pass, pause
Im a rap star
Ay, you going nigga?- Ay, there aint no telling