Luyện nghe bài hát Simba

Straight out The Villle and I it,
Like a villian I'm
I gillin, I ate it though
Fien'n to blow inflatable, That's (ugh)
I'm givin niggas food for thought, the flow is yo
I'm faded though,
Haters wanna see me broke, but me and the doe hoe!
It's like my son, where I go, he come!
dumb to be braggin bout that stupid shit
Nah I don't stunt on niggas, I how to do this shit
I'm somethin like the version of the very same baby that The Virgin Mary raised
That's to everything!
nigga a scary game but I'm playin
You sucka nigga lie in that ya sayin
Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on
Ay nigga pull the on ya'll, ya'll stain ya'll draws
fuck you niggas, but this raw dog
I got protection, lethal weapons, and they aim on
I'm like the man on mars; I'm high as
Watch me blow like I exhale I excel in rap shit,
Cause ya'll spittin that wack
And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap
So while you niggas copy cat the who made classics
I massacre the streets, I'm a master of the beats and the rhymes
I'm for the freaks and the dimes and shine like a mothafuckin diamond,
You like a mothafuckin dime
That's to my mom
I don't mind if you hate
Just you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight
I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my plate
The kind a flow that make a hyper-ventilate (ugh)
See let me demonstrate, I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my poor
The pops a nigga ever seen around was Huckstable
And so the flow is something you can't get no muzzel for
how the buzzer grow,
Ballin til the blow
Man I'm hungry, does it
Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy
I hope you woke now, impermanentely
Send you to hell, you meet the devil, sign a lease
on the streets is I'm the prince nigga, check the splenda
And I can't to be the King, nigga: young simba!
on the streets is I'm the Prince nigga, check the splenda
And I can't to be the king, nigga: young simba!