Luyện nghe bài hát Simba

Straight out The and I made it,
Like a I'm hated
I see'em gillin, I ate it
Fien'n to blow inflatable, That's (ugh)
I'm givin niggas for thought, the flow is cater yo
I'm never though,
Haters see me broke, but me and the doe related 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 show'em how to do shit
I'm somethin the light-skin 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 lie in everything that ya sayin
Shame on ya'll, you ball with the game on pause
Ay nigga pull the thing on ya'll, ya'll stain draws
you niggas, but this ain't raw dog
I got protection, lethal weapons, and aim on ya'll
I'm like the man on mars; I'm high as
Watch me blow like I exhale I excel in rap shit,
Cause spittin that wack shit
And nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit
So while you niggas copy cat the cats who made
I just massacre the streets, I'm a of the beats and the rhymes
I'm rappin for the freaks and the dimes and like a mothafuckin diamond,
You shine a mothafuckin dime
word to my mom
I don't mind if you hate
Just know you hatin on that nigga, get it straight
I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner
The kind a flow that make a hyper-ventilate (ugh)
See let me demonstrate, I up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor
The pops a nigga ever seen around was Huckstable
And so the muscle flow is something you get no muzzel for
how the buzzer grow,
Ballin til the buzzer
Man I'm hungry, does it
nothin funny, fuck a joke I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck
I you niggas woke now, impermanentely
Send you to hell, you meet the devil, a permanent lease
Word on the streets is I'm the prince nigga, check the
And I wait to be the King, nigga: young simba!
Word on the streets is I'm the Prince nigga, the splenda
And I can't wait to be the king, nigga: simba!