Luyện nghe bài hát Winners Circle

[Verse 1: Purp]
I done seen, niggas that was eaten together off the table over bitches
It ain't personal nigga you should be your bussiness
mouths get open the barrel of burners put in them
Closed eyes get led the darkness
I need a witness by myself
I ain't about you niggas
Tryna find myself, how about you niggas try to change your
You killin' niggas in hood, you the KKK
the difference between you and them
Boys in and the boys in white
I used to be them
in blue sellin poison white to my own folks
Ridin' through my old
But I'm in new whip same old burner it got a new clip
Everyday new young nigga dead on the clip
Every hood same old niggas don't do shit
Every dollar stuck in my wallet I'm runnin shit
Before I be a deadbeat father I myself, on my mama
I done seen, niggas drugs to their own blood
I see niggas snitch on niggas in they own hood
I done seen kids steal drugs from own parents just to start a habit that they would inherit
I done seen real niggas fall to the fame
I done seen bitch get rich and get a name
I done seen the same person in the mirror everyday and my vision gettin everyday
You a little Biggie and a little Big L
Add an adolescent on the corner with to sell
You take a little Em and Andre 3k, and guess you got
The 2016 2Pac, back and
Back from the dead on your ass, back in my groove
You walk a step in my shoes I been that dude
Ask around the city they see me it's nothin new, and 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 your problems mean, don't mean, a damn thing
you in the winners circle
The top feels so much than the bottom

[Verse 2: Vic
I woke up this with a fever for life
A liver of patron, half a belief in the Christ
Flights from New York
My bitch tweaking nights that I never answered the phone
she always started a fight
I fought my whole fucking life, that ain't new
make me, don't make me I know they want me to
Become a or a victim of the change just so niggas can say I changed
Like I did all of this work to the same
I feel like Blaine
Disappearing like the Mayans except a made it rain
And I'm stepping out of Hermes to on angels wings
I'm climbing up the coast, I wonder if God coach
I if Cam can really see me from my Southside shows
I got my dogs with me I a Rottweiler close
So if you thinking of runnin' up, tryna for my bread
Best be the gingerbread man hope you can the toast
Because bullets will leave you bleeding the most
Bitch I'm the of my castle I throw my queen boat
Fuck losing my balance im in Miami my talents
up the balance
Vic for president never claimed to be a reverend
Used to ride a bike on days that I was drug peddlin that hood
Another of the drug citizen
Lock him up make him a citizen
We breakin even we gon' win against all odds
So you gonna need an army against all squads I you niggas been praying

Vic Mensa]
Champagne, champagne, champagne, welcom to the Winner's
to the winners circle
All of your problems don't mean, don't mean, a thing
When you in the winners
The top feels so better than the bottom