Luyện nghe bài hát Staying Power

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Lately been feelin' like niggas me
Trust me, they don't got no power
Left Atlantic, 'bout a later
Every record try and scout me
Representin' all official
Intelligent, fly, and get bitches
I tell her to fly, she a Delta
Or she RHO, or she get to
AKA, I be speaking
'07 my jacket
at Virginia State
My second year, I to get one pregnant
bird, that was Petersburg
Now, my little bird fly to
Halliburton full of Brothers
Ain't no Akroyd or Belushi
Paranoid, so I'm drinking
Hearing voices, I don't heavy
Had a choice, I can turn a
I be runnin' for a team or something
return, wide-receiver money
Now, I'm sneaking in the club
I'm not concerned about who beefing us
I can give 'em words, I beat 'em up
Rap dudes, I'm Zab
Hook, cross, jab, jab em'
X, I'm in a Maxima
She was in mag, she got a attitude, uh
But, I'm though
I'm not a nigga tryna big boy
I'm the outcast of the new school
about three stacks on a Bitcoin, ayy
I got for her
You a simp, why you gotta buy a gift for
Might buy me a 'rari, you buying
And walk around like we different
Shit, y'all Instagram
Shit, y'a just Twitter shit,
I ain't to tit for tat, but nigga check the map
Guess who put shit Me, Folarin
I got her, and I can my opponents
And I'm not too popular, treat my passion like a hazard or something
Y'all get the and fumble it
Me, I get it and Alvin it
Simple city niggas with me, so you outta town niggas humble it
Gassing on beats, and I sweet
The is homonyms out in these streets
You probably is wondering what do that
I ain't too deep, but I ain't too

I am the legend trying to be
to Portland before I signed with my team
Niggas couldn't fly on they
Never that shit applying to me
Forever that dope shit, it run in my blood I'm sipping mud
And and sleep
We at who thoughts, it's quiet for me
I quietly built my empire, to set afire to the rivaling teams
I'm a lion, you lying
Devour anybody me
on my teeth
All of my queens got blood on sneakers
All of my be loyal and honest
I take 'em all shopping then the receipt
Who with me?

Nah really? Who fucking me?
Folarin, the flow
The himself
in Peace to Chuck Brown
He said,