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 talking Burger King
of my niggas in the Ville' all they did was serve feins
Fuck scales, I had all day rehearsing
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 couldn't wait to be the king
Now Nigga it's the prince, hopped over the where the grass way greener
Look at ass way meaner
Something like mixed with Trina, have you seen her?
She fine enough to be Miss Howard, to Adina
My money like a senior watch it
Now its time to eat I'm letting all my niggas a plate
Gravitate to real shit, stay away phonies
These niggas heard about me now they acting like they me
Keep on

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

Where you going Shit, there aint no telling
Ay, where you nigga?- Shit, there aint no telling
Yea, they keep on saying you going nigga, going nigga?-There aint no telling
Cant you where I'm going, just know I wont stop
to the bottom, hello to the top
3
I the city for a minute but its still on my back
Told my niggas, "Ay Im finna' put the Ville on the map"-Ill be
And Im coming with a deal and a
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 a young Simba I cant wait to be the king
the dream
Straight out Carolina water I was brought up
In the where the skinny niggas trynna be the ballas
Aint no fathers but the skinny niggas trynna hit daughters
Sneaking in her crib but her never caught us
What they us men them bad bitches only want the ballas
The starters, we now the hoes wanna guard us
Uh-Okay, so play D.. know I mean?
And put you on the team
Men this life is but a
And I need a fast car, bad broad, fast forward, pass, pause Im a rap star

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