Luyện nghe bài hát Top Shotta

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Top Boy
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Top Boy

[Verse 1:
Sippin' this liquor off the 8th floor
Thinking how I made the world bounce for me
I had the bubble on the low and silently
No longer wanna be but live violently
2 baby mamas, 2 babies, 4 mouths to feed
A hundred friends but of them looking out for me
Got tax issues, got dust and got accounting
I just wanna hear my pain with this clouded
Is it all in my or am I paranoid
Is comma in the air, one I can't avoid
Can I
Ask you to me the strength
Not to for anything that I can't afford
I don't need no awards or nothing
I was more thinking less and men in wars
Thinking how my Aunt Temmy last month
Got me smoking every L like my last blunt
I keep it humble, don't chill with people that's up
of my friends rich, some of them on they last buck
How can I stop you love cos you had bad luck
Anybody can for me
Any I get mad love

[Verse 2: Bada$$]
The fusillade get sprayed, delayed
I'm coming for a blaze, every time I blaze
a minute just to look back in the days
As I this the maze
But I'm a caged rat, that's a staged fact
And you page 8 that
to get the papers
Caught up all the
Hiatus to my
The pupils
See 'em how traitors
And then they rate us greatest and then slave us
And enslave us in and engrave in our
That we be the greatest
"We wasted too time"
Taking time for
The food of life I
I pomegranate - man repping for the planet
I they granted
All my African patois
Pot of gold, I that Harry Potter "poof"
You not a son
You not
Pick up like to the realest top shotta

Top boy