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 serve
Fuck scales, I had all day rehearsing
Them pretty had them gals, spend their time flirting
All the wanted was some waves, like they fucking
Hold up now don't get it twisted, I aint hating do your
I was like a young Simba couldn't wait to be the
Now Nigga it's the prince, hopped the fence where the grass way greener
at shortys ass way meaner
Something like Serena mixed with Trina, have you her?
She fine enough to be Miss Howard, word to
My money a senior watch it graduate
Now its time to eat I'm all my niggas grab a plate
Gravitate to real shit, stay away phonies
These heard about me now they acting like they know me
on saying

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

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

Where you nigga?- Shit, there aint no telling
They say this 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