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 for the meals, I aint talking Burger King
of my niggas in the Ville' all they did was serve feins
Fuck scales, I had skills all day
Them pretty boys had them gals, spend their time
All the wanted was waves, like they fucking surfing
Hold up now don't get it twisted, I aint hating do thing
I was like a young Simba wait to be the king
Now Nigga it's the prince, hopped over the fence where the way greener
Look at shortys ass way
Something like Serena mixed with Trina, you seen her?
She fine enough to be Miss Howard, word to
My like a senior watch it graduate
Now its to eat I'm letting all my niggas grab a plate
Gravitate to shit, stay away from phonies
These niggas heard about me now they like they know me
on saying

Where you nIgga?- Shit, there aint no telling
Ay, where you going nigga?- Ay, there no telling
Yea, they keep on saying where you going nigga, going nigga?-There no telling
Can't tell you I'm going, just know I wont stop
Goodbye to the bottom, to the top
2
Pardon the a proper introduction is necessary when your shit is legendary
Man, greedy wouldn't let me in the cafeteria
Cuz they aint believe, suddenly they
The hoes is librarians, looking 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 used to say
I change, Im like a corpse in a coffin, 6 feet, shits deep
I was low, just a dolla and some hope me
Cuz I was broke plus the weed that I smoke would make it worser
Lord, please let my problems disappear like Ron
I'm a star, Conversers , conversing with girls, with them curves like cursive
They like curtains because my shit is unheard of like curses on the radio
Same bitches used to play me
Now yelling-

Where you going Shit, there aint no telling
Ay, you going nigga?- Shit, there aint no telling
Yea, they keep on saying where you going nigga, going nigga?-There 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 with a deal and a
Cuz Im ill bitch, they couldn't make a for the rap
Pouring liquor for my niggas was killed, send em back
Came shit is real niggas still in the trap
Hold up now don't get it twisted if you do your thang
Me Im like a young Simba I wait to be the king
Witness the
Straight out that Carolina I was brought up
In the city where the skinny niggas be the ballas
Aint no fathers but the skinny trynna hit their daughters
Sneaking in her crib but her never caught us
What they taught us men them bad bitches want the ballas
The starters, we hoopin now the hoes wanna 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, Im a fucking rap star

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