Luyện nghe bài hát Shabba

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My niggas, we up some commas
of them dirty like shabba
Jamaican and Haitian, no matter, they pull up choppers
All of my got rounds, I spray a new face on you clowns
I got a bitch in the viddy, I 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 in Bompton
But I be training these hoes, out the boat, yeah

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Shawty ride with a through the west coast
Down south pimp, I done left
My life so good, I blessed hoes
I might surf for my next show
All of my niggas is
We take the on the road
You see the line 'round the
We selling dope at the
You see the ice on my
You see my full of gold
Boy, you at home your girlfriend
I got a house full of
Homie, I on the road
I a play, then I go
I got a house of cocaine
wanna play in the snow

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

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

She seeing gold and cocaine
Spend dance on the dope
So a aim that so string
I a nigga never touch my homie
Man if you touch 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 feds I ain't up no names
Amnes' coming in
Amnes' in loads, aye
Hand on my friend put her hand
On my friend, get

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Through the street a bracker
No key, mon' up
ki' like my brother
Gold tee like
Ring ring, one up
OT packer
TU, that's up
Walked in, the run up
Uck tryna uck us
T like, man up
Sea side getting
Gyal a man utter
Daylights so stutter

calling me dada
I her uh uh
Boom boom in the
So wet I broke her bladder
I'm old school like
Rock all gold shabba
Bad bitches they up
do man under the covers
Beemer, or Hummer
Spring, winter or
trap, where the runner?
Big strap, need
Man to it up
Big bags, fold it
Section, OHB, notice

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