Luyện nghe bài hát Thiago Silva

Santan the v-v x AJ
Man mystic the pen like J.K
True say, I ain't a drinker
But I got love for like Ray J
popper, .44 chopper
In the black bomber, heartbeat stopper
Half-heart MC
45 wapper, you in states like Kaká
AJ from the l-l x
Man's got style on the like Gangnam
Two young bruddas eat off of music
But we used to eat off of pebs and the bags
Now we get money, music
that could put your girlfriend in a handbag
tee, Balenciagas, man bag
Left-winger with a long stick like a
AJ Tizzy T-H-E lizzy
And I'm all out for the
I don't look like you, you're broke
And I've been broke bruddas move like Grizzy
Still brandy but the hand ting
Probs be in bin if a man busy
I'm a mic king, I'm a on the mic
And I'll spin bruddas till the whole scene dizzy
in the rave, smile on my face
Drink in my cup, in my jeans
Man talk tough, man up, down, left, right
to a bang in the teeth
Man still tough, man saw man in the flesh
Now man's tryna to my Gs
Nah, none of that, none, .45
Run you out of your street
in the dance, chicks wanna glance
Hand on my hip, for the dip
If I shout "Oi", them man there skip
Better tie up laces tight and don't trip
Trip, get
Couldn't care less about my man's
not fam, we're not friends or bredrins
You'll get tanned and binned, cock, then
Dave from the Vale and Tracey
Duck man down on the road, I'm
Two on the phone, so facety
One named Jordan and one named
S with the S from the S, ask
Dust man with a mask like Tobi
Tell a boy cotch, my telling me lots
But we are not Gs so don't watch my
Grove is where I re- who?
Man get burst up in the G-
Came back a fresh one, it's new
Don't around for a two of the blue
I give a fuck if you're old or new
just go on like black ball who?
Put a couple dead MCs in the
me, darg, you can go there too
Trust me, darg, you can go free
I'll watch F-A-C-E
AJT MTP
Nike lab tracksuit, ID
Man got fucked in the beef
Pretty I landed a bang to his teeth
Man will get banged in the by me
Not my bredrin, banged in the by me
And me
Man talk tough, see
Hit him the left, right, left, right, left, right, right
One jab, then I duck, weave
Come like Trevor GTA
If I bang face, man bop, then lean
Kun Aguero, man the shoulder feint once
Quick kick then I drop G
First time I link her, Nandos
£9.95, I swipe, eat
I one-two rap, she don't hat
Thiago Silva, man block, skeet
Had man screaming "Look, my man"
Hand in my pouch like "Where? not me"
Hand in my pouch like "Where? not us"
Turned to my G "Where? It's not we"
So if you get boom with the .45
a critical hit, no chance to repeat
And if you see Arge in the cut the dip
pissed so quick your team should retreat
But if you see in the cut with his right hand tucked
You're fucked, your should leave, G
If you see Rapz in the back with his 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 look up, down, left,
Straight to a in the teeth
Man talk 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 wanna
on my hip, shank for the dip
If I shout "Oi", them man best skip
Better tie up your laces tight and don't
Trip, get
Couldn't care about my man's gang
We're not fam, we're not friends or
You'll get tanned and binned, cock, blam