Luyện nghe bài hát Shabba

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

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

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

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

She seeing gold and cocaine
Spend dance on the dope
So a aim that so string
I pray a nigga never touch my
Man down if you touch my
Man down, man down, man
Lift her up, make her shake
I got the Gs I'm OJ
We serving P for the
up to no hoe, oh no way
Told the feds I ain't up no names
Amnes' coming in
coming in loads, aye
Hand on my friend here put her
On my friend, get

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in the Benz like shabba
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the street with a bracker
No key, mon' up
ki' like my brother
Gold tee shabba
ring, setting one up
OT packer
TU, that's up
in, front the run up
Uck tryna uck us
T like, man up
Sea side guala
Gyal a man utter
Daylights so stutter

She's me dada
I her uh uh
Boom boom in the
So wet I broke her bladder
I'm old school like
Rock all gold like
Bad they hol' up
do man under the covers
Beemer, Bentley or
Spring, or summer
trap, where the runner?
Big strap, need
Man to it up
Big bags, can't it
Section, OHB, notice

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