Luyện nghe bài hát Grown Simba

Yea, yea, (clears throat) yea
Uh- Now I was dreaming about a at the age of 13
I was fein'n for the meals, I aint talking Burger
Some of my niggas in the Ville' all did was serve feins
Fuck scales, I had all day rehearsing
Them pretty boys had gals, spend their time flirting
All the wanted was some waves, like they fucking
Hold up now get it twisted, I aint hating do your thing
I was like a young Simba couldn't to be the king
Now Nigga it's the prince, hopped over the fence the grass way greener
Look at shortys ass way
Something like Serena with Trina, have you seen her?
She enough to be Miss Howard, word to Adina
My like a senior 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 me now they acting like they know me
Keep on

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

Where you going nIgga?- Shit, there aint no
Ay, where you going nigga?- Shit, there no telling
Yea, they keep on saying where you going nigga, nigga?-There aint no telling
Cant tell you where I'm going, just know I stop
to the bottom, hello to the top
3
I left the city for a minute but its still on my
my niggas, "Ay Im finna' put the Ville on the map"-Ill be back
And Im with a deal and a plaque
Cuz Im ill bitch, couldn't make a pill for the rap
Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, em back
Came home shit is real niggas still in the
up now don't get it twisted if you slang do your thang
Me Im like a young Simba I cant to be the king
the dream
Straight out that water I was brought up
In the where the skinny niggas trynna be the ballas
Aint no fathers but the skinny niggas hit their daughters
in her crib but her momma never caught us
What they taught us men bad bitches only want the ballas
The starters, we hoopin now the hoes guard us
Uh-Okay, so play D.. know what I
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
say this 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, there aint no