Luyện nghe bài hát Winners Circle

[Verse 1: Purp]
I done seen, niggas was eaten together fall off the table over bitches
It ain't personal you should be handlin your bussiness
Closed get open the barrel of burners put in them
Closed get led through the darkness
I need a witness ridin' by
I ain't about you niggas
Tryna myself, how about you niggas try to change your fate
You niggas in your hood, you the KKK
What's the difference you and them
Boys in blue and the in white
I to be with them
Boys in blue sellin poison white to my own
Ridin' through my old
But I'm in new whip same old burner it got a new clip
Everyday new nigga dead on the news clip
Every hood old niggas don't ever do shit
Every dollar stuck in my I'm runnin through shit
I be a deadbeat father I hang 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 their own parents just to a habit that they would inherit
I done seen real niggas fall victim to the
I done seen bitch niggas get rich and get a
I done seen the person in the mirror everyday and my vision gettin clearer everyday
You take a Biggie and a little Big L
Add an adolescent on the corner with to sell
You take a little Em and Andre 3k, and what you got
The 2016 2Pac, back and
Back from the dead back on your ass, in my groove
You couldn't walk a step in my shoes I been dude
Ask around the city they see me it's nothin new, and they done let the wrong niggas in the
nigga, lets get it

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

2: Vic Mensa]
I woke up this morning a fever for life
A liver full of patron, half a in the Christ
Flights from New York
My bitch from nights that I never answered the phone
Because she always a fight
I my whole fucking life, that ain't nothing 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
I did all of this work to stay the same
I feel David Blaine
like 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 wonder if God coach
I wonder if Cam can really see me from my shows
I got my with me I keep a Rottweiler close
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 you bleeding the most
Bitch I'm the king of my castle I throw my boat
Fuck losing my balance im in Miami my talents
Fucking up the
Vic Mensa for president never to be a reverend
Used to a bike on days that I was drug peddlin that hood medicine
Another victim of the citizen
Lock him up make him a citizen
We ain't breakin even we gon' win all odds
So you gonna need an army against all squads I hope you niggas been

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