Luyện nghe bài hát Thiago Silva

Santan the v-v x AJ
Man mystic with the pen J.K
say, I ain't really a drinker
But I got love for brandy Ray J
popper, .44 chopper
In the black Nike bomber, heartbeat
Half-heart MC
45 wapper, leave you in states like
AJ the l-l x Santan
got style on the riddim like Gangnam
Two young bruddas eat off of music
But we used to eat off of and the sand bags
Now we get money, music
that could put your girlfriend in a handbag
tee, Balenciagas, man bag
Left-winger a long stick like a granddad
AJ from T-H-E lizzy
And I'm all out for the
I don't look like you, you're broke
And been telling broke bruddas move like Grizzy
Still brandy but the hand fizzy
Probs be in bin if a man weren't
I'm a mic king, I'm a on the mic
And I'll bruddas till the whole scene gets dizzy
in the rave, smile on my face
Drink in my cup, hand in my
Man talk tough, man up, down, left, right
Straight to a in the teeth
Man still tough, man saw man in the flesh
Now tryna talk to my Gs
Nah, none of that, none, .45
Run you right out of your
in the dance, chicks wanna glance
Hand on my hip, for the dip
If I shout "Oi", them man best skip
tie up your laces tight and don't trip
Trip, get
care less about my man's gang
We're not fam, we're not or bredrins
You'll get tanned and binned, cock, then
Santan Dave from the and Tracey
Duck man down on the road, I'm
Two lighties on the phone, so
One named and one named Stacey
S with the S the S, ask Showkey
man down with a mask like Tobi
Tell a boy cotch, my man's telling me
But we are not Gs so don't my face
Ladbroke Grove is where I re-
Man get burst up in the G-
Came back a fresh one, it's new
Don't come for a two of the blue
I don't give a if you're old or new
I'll just go on like black who?
Put a couple dead MCs in the
me, darg, you can go there too
Trust me, darg, you can go free
I'll never F-A-C-E
AJT MTP
lab tracksuit, Nike ID
Man got overly fucked in the
Pretty sure I landed a to his teeth
Man will get banged in the by me
Not my bredrin, banged in the by me
And me
Man tough, we'll see
Hit him with the left, right, left, right, left, right,
One jab, then I duck, then
Come Trevor from GTA
If I man's face, man bop, then lean
Kun Aguero, man the shoulder feint once
kick then I drop man's G
First I link her, Nandos sweet
£9.95, I swipe, eat
I one-two rap, she give hat
Silva, man block, then skeet
Had man "Look, there's my man"
Hand in my like "Where? It's not me"
Hand in my pouch like "Where? not us"
Turned to my G like "Where? not we"
So if you get with the .45 long
a critical hit, no chance to repeat
And if you see in the cut with the dip
You're pissed so quick your should retreat
But if you see Juss in the cut his right hand tucked
You're fucked, your team leave, G
If you see in the back with his hand in the bag
mad, we came to see Ps
Walk in the rave, smile on my
in my cup, hand in my jeans
Man talk tough, man look up, down, left,
Straight to a bang in the
Man still talk tough, man saw man in the
Now tryna talk to my Gs
Nah, of that, none, .45 drum
Run you out of your street
Walk in the dance, chicks glance
Hand on my hip, for the dip
If I "Oi", them man there best skip
Better tie up your tight and don't trip
Trip, get
care less about my man's gang
We're not fam, we're not friends or
get tanned and binned, cock, then blam