Luyện nghe bài hát Shabba

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My niggas, we fuck up commas
Some of them dirty like
Jamaican and Haitian, no matter, they up with choppers
All of my niggas got rounds, I spray a new face on you
I got a bitch in the viddy, I gave her the shrimp and the
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, fresh out the boat,

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

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

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She shut up
Gyal get with a trapper
on sess with the grubber
Gold tee shabba
Trap boy rapper
She go down south, 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' have some
yeah, we got lot of
Foreign gyal looking
Give her like a chopper
Bad joints up the grams
love a man like I'm shabba

She seeing gold chains and
Spend dance on the dope
So a nigga aim that so
I a nigga never touch my homie
Man down if you touch my
Man down, man down, man
Lift her up, make her shake
I got the Gs I'm OJ
We P for the cocaine
up to no hoe, oh no way
Told the feds I giving up no names
coming in plentily
Amnes' in loads, aye
Hand on my here put her hand
On my friend, get

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Through the street with a
No key, getting up
ki' like my brother
Gold tee like
ring, setting one up
OT selling
TU, turn up
in, front the run up
Uck face uck us
T like, man up
Sea side guala
give a man utter
Daylights so they

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

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