Luyện nghe bài hát Shabba

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

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

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

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She shut up
Gyal get with 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 bet' have manners
yeah, we got lot of
Foreign gyal proper
Give her shots a chopper
Bad joints up the grams
love a man like I'm shabba

She seeing chains and cocaine
Spend coco dance on the
So a nigga aim that so
I pray a nigga never my homie
Man down if you touch my
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 giving up no names
Amnes' in plentily
coming in loads, aye
Hand on my here put her hand
On my friend, get

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Through the with 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 face uck us
T like, man up
Sea side getting
Gyal a man utter
so they stutter

She's me dada
I her uh uh
Boom boom in the
So wet like I broke her
I'm old school shabba
Rock all like shabba
Bad bitches they up
Wanna do man under the
Beemer, or Hummer
Spring, or summer
Ring trap, the runner?
Big strap, another
Man to it up
Big bags, fold it
Section, OHB, better

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