Luyện nghe bài hát Shabba

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My niggas, we up some commas
Some of them dirty shabba
Jamaican and Haitian, no matter, they pull up with
All of my niggas got rounds, I spray a new face on you
I got a bitch in the viddy, I her the shrimp and the lobster
I put that girl in Givenchy, Versace, I'm feeling shabba
How that so Hollywood, but that bitch living in Bompton
But I be training these hoes, out the boat, yeah

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Shawty ride with a through the west coast
Down south pimp, I done hoes
My life so good, I blessed hoes
I might surf for my next show
All of my niggas is
We take the dope on the
You see the line the corner
We dope at the shows
You see the ice on my
You see my full of gold
Boy, you at home with your
I got a full of hoes
Homie, I on the road
I make a play, I go
I got a house of cocaine
wanna play in the snow

Bare jaws thought my name was shabba
I ain't a fuckery, I a passer
I got a one ting that cooks me pasta
I bands in the Benz, chuck ash in the Astra
Man my gyal gimme goodie good good
But she told me this hoody too hood
My gyal wan' dope in the hood
I told her hold on baby, go suck on this

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She shut up
Gyal get with a trapper
Blowing on sess with the
Gold tee like
Trap boy rapper
She go down south, back up
Man can't up no slapper
Man bust ting to my brudda
P's to my mother
Trap in the street for the
Man bet' have some
yeah, we got lot of
Foreign gyal proper
Give her shots like a
Bad joints up the grams
love a man like I'm shabba

She seeing gold chains and
Spend dance on the dope
So a aim that so string
I pray a never touch my homie
Man down if you my homie
Man down, man down, man
Lift her up, her home shake
I got the Gs I'm OJ
We serving P for the
up to no hoe, oh no way
Told the feds I giving up no names
Amnes' coming in
coming in loads, aye
Hand on my here put her hand
On my friend, get

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Through the street with a
No key, mon' up
Smoke ki' my brother
Gold tee like
Ring ring, one up
OT selling
TU, turn up
Walked in, the run up
Uck face uck us
T like, man up
Sea side guala
Gyal a man utter
Daylights so stutter

calling me dada
I her uh uh
Boom boom in the
So wet like I broke her
I'm old school like
Rock all gold like
Bad bitches they up
do man under the covers
Beemer, Bentley or
Spring, winter or
Ring trap, where the
Big strap, need
Man to it up
Big bags, fold it
Section, OHB, notice

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