Luyện nghe bài hát Shabba

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My niggas, we fuck up commas
Some of dirty like shabba
Jamaican and Haitian, no matter, pull up with choppers
All of my niggas got rounds, I spray a new face on you
I got a in the viddy, I gave her the shrimp and the lobster
I put that girl in Givenchy, Versace, I'm like shabba
How that bitch so Hollywood, but that bitch living in
But I be training these hoes, fresh out the boat,

She got me blowing trees shabba
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Bounce to the beat shabba
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10 rings like shabba, yeah
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She got me rolling through like
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Ride in the like shabba
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She got me trees like shabba
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Gwan go fuck up the beat shabba
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Bounce to the beat shabba
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Shawty ride with a nigga through the coast
Down pimp, I done left hoes
My so good, I done blessed hoes
I might crowd surf for my show
All of my niggas is
We take the dope on the
You see the 'round the corner
We selling at the shows
You see the ice on my
You see my neck of gold
Boy, you at home with your
I got a house full of
Homie, I stay on the
I make a play, I go
I got a house full of
They play in the snow

foreign jaws thought my name was shabba
I a fuckery, I ain't a passer
I got a one ting that cooks me pasta
I chuck in the Benz, chuck ash in the Astra
Man my gyal wanna goodie good good
But she told me this hoody too hood
My gyal smoke dope in the hood
I her hold on baby, go suck on this wood

She got me blowing trees shabba
Something shabba
Bounce to the beat shabba
like shabba
10 rings like shabba, yeah
Something like
She got me through like shabba
Something like
Ride in the Benz shabba
Something shabba
She got me blowing trees like
like shabba
Gwan go fuck up the beat like
like shabba
Bounce to the beat like
like shabba

She shut up
Gyal get with a trapper
Blowing on with the grubber
Gold tee shabba
boy turned rapper
She go south, then back up
Man can't wife up no
Man bust ting to my brudda
P's to my mother
Trap in the for the guala
Man bet' have some
yeah, we got lot of
Foreign gyal proper
her shots like a chopper
Bad joints up the grams
Wanna love a man I'm shabba

She seeing chains and cocaine
Spend coco on the dope
So a nigga aim that so
I a nigga never touch my homie
Man if you touch my homie
Man down, man down, man
her up, make her home shake
I got the Gs I'm OJ
We serving P for the
up to no hoe, oh no way
Told the feds I ain't up no names
Amnes' in plentily
Amnes' in loads, aye
on my friend here put her hand
On my friend, get

She got me blowing trees shabba
Something shabba
to the beat like shabba
Something shabba
10 gold like shabba, yeah
Something shabba
She got me through like shabba
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in the Benz like shabba
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She got me blowing trees shabba
Something shabba
Gwan go up the beat like shabba
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Bounce to the beat shabba
Something like

Through the street with a
No key, mon' up
Smoke ki' like my
Gold tee shabba
Ring ring, one up
OT packer
TU, turn up
Walked in, the run up
Uck tryna uck us
T like, man up
Sea side guala
Gyal give a man
Daylights so stutter

She's me dada
I her uh uh
boom in the bedroom
So wet like I broke her
I'm old like shabba
Rock all like shabba
Bad bitches hol' up
do man under the covers
Beemer, Bentley or
Spring, winter or
trap, where the runner?
Big strap, another
Man to it up
Big bags, can't it
Section, OHB, better

She got me blowing trees like
Something shabba
Bounce to the beat like
Something like
10 rings like shabba, yeah
Something shabba
She got me rolling through shabba
like shabba
Ride in the Benz shabba
Something like
She got me blowing trees shabba
like shabba
Gwan go up the beat like shabba
like shabba
Bounce to the beat like
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