Luyện nghe bài hát Shabba

Something like
Something like
Something like
Something shabba

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

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

Shawty ride with a nigga the west coast
Down south pimp, I done left
My life so good, I done blessed
I might crowd for my next show
All of my is trappers
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 neck of gold
Boy, you at home with girlfriend
I got a full of hoes
Homie, I on the road
I make a play, I go
I got a house full of
They wanna play in the

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

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

She shut up
Gyal get with a trapper
on sess with the grubber
Gold tee like
Trap boy rapper
She go down south, back up
Man can't wife up no
Man bust that ting to my
Sent P's to my
in the street for the guala
Man have some manners
yeah, we got lot of
Foreign looking proper
her shots like a chopper
Bad rolling up the grams
Wanna love a man like I'm

She gold chains and cocaine
coco dance on the dope
So a aim that so string
I pray a nigga 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 giving up no
Amnes' in plentily
coming in loads, aye
Hand on my here put her hand
On my friend, get

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

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

calling me dada
I her uh uh
Boom in the bedroom
So wet I broke her bladder
I'm old school shabba
Rock all gold shabba
Bad bitches they up
do man under the covers
Beemer, Bentley or
Spring, winter or
Ring trap, where the
Big strap, another
Man to it up
Big bags, fold it
Section, OHB, better

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