Luyện nghe bài hát My Name Is Dopey

ene me din,
But efr3 me dope a I no go bore
This one na Music o
Real sha
Sergio dey do the mixing and scratching and things

Verse 1 [Kobby
name Kobby, last name dopey
I do not need an intro, the already know me
Cos I am high like soprano, I swagger low key
These people to handle, lepers, joking
Cos I dey top like its position
Hotter than the like the sun is in the kitchen
Bonjour, I am dopey, mission on
When you messing my dreams then it is your kidneys on deck
I have been through a lot so I myself made
But I looked sharp like my eye balls has got
The boy has got class my swagger got grades
I am a help, your chick is as good as laid
Im not a jacker, Im an inventer,
I follow trends, Im a trendsetter,
And then I make them
I aint about twitter
But your rules can make bend,
they do in La Liga
My ego erection, now its looking bigger
XX cells the only gets sicker
I weigh 52 but I am feeling big
Io am a different kind of poker player do you who you are dealing with
You dont, I give you the benefit of the doubt, I you probably didnt know what you about
I mean who to cross kobby dopes path, no one
Who does that unless its or Conan
Cos every I got to go I go ham
Enti table bi asehye, you for lay low man
I am fast so I no dey say I dey go run
I let them start then overtake, next I am so gone
It is easy as ABC, A for always B for C for children, ABC.
And I am done rocking the stage, standing ovation
I to beg them to take their seats
So who go fit,
mo ye sisters
I be the talk of GH ena more pictures
Masoa masoansa, afei masoa dopey
Other rappers no se download, big x.
The rap is my genes (jeans) I aint talking denim
great shout out to ken da dude and sedem
You cant up to me, mo b3 gyina he mpo
My is flawless mo b3gyina he mpo
They claim they got an S on their chest ye tough
But omoakoma ye me cos X marks the spot
You compere (compare) you no be host
Cant contest, not fair, oh yes I know
You got to confess, no on earth, the boys is dope
Run and go ask, go ham on tracks, thats all I
Killing the rhyme, its funeral eno be joke
So where is the freaking competition, I know
I have got beads on my neck
More on my desk
I it, I kill it, beast on the track
40inch dont gyimi with my stacks