Luyện nghe bài hát Winners Circle

[Verse 1: Purp]
I done seen, niggas that was eaten together fall off the over bitches
It ain't personal nigga you should be your bussiness
Closed get open the barrel of burners put in them
eyes get led through the darkness
I need a witness ridin' by
I ain't worried about you
Tryna find myself, how about you niggas try to change fate
You niggas in your hood, you the KKK
What's the difference you and them
in blue and the boys in white
I to be with them
Boys in sellin poison white to my own folks
Ridin' through my old
But I'm in that new same old burner it got a new clip
new young nigga dead on the news clip
Every hood same old don't ever do shit
Every stuck in my wallet I'm runnin through shit
Before I be a deadbeat I hang myself, on my mama
I done seen, niggas sell drugs to own blood
I done see niggas snitch on in they own hood
I done seen kids steal drugs from their own parents just to start a habit that would inherit
I done seen real niggas fall victim to the
I seen bitch niggas get rich and get a name
I done seen the same person in the mirror everyday and my vision gettin clearer
You a little Biggie and a little Big L
Add an on the corner with packs to sell
You take a little Em and 3k, and guess what you got
The 2Pac, back and improved
Back from the back on your ass, back in my groove
You couldn't walk a step in my shoes I been that
Ask around the city they see me nothin new, and they done let the wrong niggas in the room
nigga, lets get it

[Hook: Vic
Champagne, champagne, champagne, welcome to the Winner's
Welcome to the winners
All of problems don't mean, don't mean, a damn thing
When you in the winners
The top feels so much than the bottom

2: Vic Mensa]
I woke up this morning with a for life
A liver full of patron, half a belief in the
from New York home
My bitch tweaking from that I never answered the phone
she always started a fight
I fought my fucking life, that ain't nothing new
Don't make me, don't make me I know they me to
a statistic or a victim of the change just so niggas can say I changed
Like I did all of this work to the same
I like David Blaine
Disappearing the Mayans except a nigga made it rain
And I'm out of Hermes to whip on angels wings
I'm climbing up the coast, I if God flies coach
I if Cam can really see me from my Southside shows
I got my dogs with me I keep a Rottweiler
So if you thinking of up, tryna reach for my bread
Best be the gingerbread man hope you can the toast
Because these bullets will leave you bleeding the
I'm the king of my castle I throw my queen boat
Fuck losing my im in Miami with my talents
Fucking up the
Vic for president never claimed to be a reverend
Used to ride a bike on days that I was drug peddlin that medicine
Another of the drug citizen
him up make him a good citizen
We ain't breakin even we gon' win all odds
So you gonna need an army against all squads I hope you been praying

[Hook: Vic
Champagne, champagne, champagne, welcom to the Winner's
Welcome to the circle
All of your problems don't mean, don't mean, a damn
you in the winners circle
The top feels so much than the bottom