Luyện nghe bài hát Shabba

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

She got me blowing like shabba
like shabba
Bounce to the beat shabba
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10 rings like shabba, yeah
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Ride in the Benz shabba
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She got me blowing trees shabba
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go fuck up the beat like shabba
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Shawty ride a nigga through the west coast
Down south pimp, I done left
My life so good, I done blessed
I might crowd surf for my next
All of my is trappers
We the dope on the road
You see the line 'round the
We selling at the shows
You see the ice on my
You see my neck full of
Boy, you at home with your
I got a full of hoes
Homie, I on the road
I a play, then I go
I got a full of cocaine
They wanna play in the

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

She got me trees like shabba
like shabba
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like shabba
10 gold rings shabba, yeah
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She got me rolling through like
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in the Benz like shabba
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to the beat like shabba
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She shut up
Gyal get with a trapper
on sess with the grubber
Gold tee like
Trap boy rapper
She go south, then back up
Man can't up no slapper
Man that ting to my brudda
P's to my mother
Trap in the street for the
Man have some manners
yeah, we got lot of
Foreign gyal proper
Give her shots a chopper
Bad joints rolling up the
love a man like I'm shabba

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

She got me blowing trees shabba
Something like
Bounce to the beat shabba
Something shabba
10 rings like shabba, yeah
like shabba
She got me rolling through like
Something like
Ride in the Benz shabba
like shabba
She got me blowing trees shabba
Something like
go fuck up the beat like shabba
Something shabba
Bounce to the beat like
Something shabba

Through the with a bracker
No key, getting up
ki' like my brother
Gold tee shabba
Ring ring, one up
OT packer
TU, that's up
Walked in, the run up
Uck tryna uck us
T like, man up
Sea side guala
Gyal give a man
Daylights so they

She's calling me
I her uh uh
Boom in the bedroom
So wet like I her bladder
I'm old school like
Rock all like shabba
Bad they hol' up
Wanna do man under the
Beemer, or Hummer
Spring, winter or
Ring trap, where the
Big strap, need
Man to it up
Big bags, can't it
Section, OHB, better

She got me blowing trees like
like shabba
Bounce to the beat shabba
Something like
10 gold rings like shabba,
Something like
She got me through like shabba
like shabba
Ride in the like shabba
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She got me trees like shabba
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Gwan go fuck up the like shabba
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Bounce to the beat like
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