Luyện nghe bài hát Shabba

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

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

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

She got me blowing trees shabba
Something shabba
Bounce to the beat shabba
Something shabba
10 gold rings like shabba,
like shabba
She got me rolling through shabba
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Ride in the like shabba
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She got me blowing trees like
Something like
Gwan go fuck up the beat shabba
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to the beat like shabba
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She wanna 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 up no slapper
Man bust that to my brudda
P's to my mother
Trap in the street for the
Man bet' some manners
yeah, we got lot of
Foreign gyal looking
her shots like a chopper
Bad joints up the grams
Wanna love a man I'm shabba

She seeing gold and cocaine
coco dance on the dope
So a nigga aim so string
I pray a nigga touch my homie
Man down if you my homie
Man down, man down, man
Lift her up, her home shake
I got the Gs I'm OJ
We serving P for the
up to no hoe, oh no way
Told the I ain't giving up no names
coming in plentily
Amnes' in loads, aye
on my friend here put her hand
On my friend, get

She got me blowing trees like
Something shabba
Bounce to the beat shabba
like shabba
10 gold rings shabba, yeah
Something like
She got me rolling through like
like shabba
Ride in the Benz shabba
like shabba
She got me trees like shabba
Something like
go fuck up the beat like shabba
Something like
Bounce to the beat like
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Through the street with a
No key, getting up
Smoke ki' like my
Gold tee shabba
Ring ring, one up
OT packer
TU, turn up
in, front the run up
Uck face uck us
T like, man up
Sea side getting
Gyal a man utter
Daylights so stutter

She's calling me
I her uh uh
Boom boom in the
So wet I broke her bladder
I'm old like shabba
Rock all gold like
Bad they hol' up
do man under the covers
Beemer, or Hummer
Spring, or summer
Ring trap, the runner?
Big strap, another
Man to it up
Big bags, can't it
Section, OHB, notice

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