Luyện nghe bài hát Top Shotta

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Top Boy
Ya me?
Top Boy

[Verse 1:
Sippin' this off the 8th floor balcony
Thinking how I made the whole world for me
I had the on the low and blow silently
No longer wanna be but live violently
2 baby mamas, 2 babies, 4 mouths to feed
A hundred friends but none of them out for me
Got tax issues, got and got accounting fees
I just hear my pain with this clouded tree
Is it all in my mind or am I
Is this in the air, one I can't avoid
Can I
Ask you to give me the
Not to lust for anything that I can't
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 it's my last blunt
I keep it humble, don't chill with people that's up
Some of my friends rich, of them on they last buck
How can I showing you love cos you had bad luck
can vouch for me
Any hood I get mad

[Verse 2: Bada$$]
The get sprayed, never delayed
I'm just for a blaze, every time I blaze
a minute just to look back in the days
As I remember this the
But I'm still a rat, that's a staged fact
And you should page 8
Trying to get the
up all the vapors
Hiatus to my
The pupils
See 'em how they
And then they rate us and then they slave us
And enslave us in and in our mind
we can't be the greatest
"We wasted too time"
time for granted
The food of life I
I pomegranate - Last man repping for the
I they granted
All my African patois
Pot of gold, I make that Harry "poof"
You not a son
You not
Pick up like papa to the top shotta

Top boy