Luyện nghe bài hát Thiago Silva

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