Luyện nghe bài hát Blowin' Trees

Yes sir
Nappy
I gotta go
Aww

I find up in the sky again, fly-in
So sincere, my dear, I leave I cry within
It's lonesome here, candy painted oh so
Represent the slums, nappy through most of the
(Nappy roots!)
out to aliyah, live the life and very career
On my wall I gotcha picture, God witcha
It's all on us, nappy boys in God we
Regardless what, this ya boy R. prophit

head and all, is the life for me
Grab my yea and we blowin'
This is the life God chose for me, for me
Nappy and all, is the life for me
my yea and we blowin' trees
This is the life God chose for me, chose for me, for me

I love my apple corn home, gave my favorite brush
Went from bald headed to all-dreaded, to enough to braid
It could be my day, nappy shirted up the shades
Think I'm frontin', I'm somethin' with my trucks and blades

Let that man speak, up grab all my meat
Greet you my balls and my word in every handshake
You damn straight, you queer, price this landscape
Awake, to a plate of a homemade
Used to picture at the NFL draft
I just couldn't the lens cap
But I still kept my and my chinstrap
I it all for a pimp hat
Big hog, new rag-top, pitch black

Being average is okay, being is alright
as you stay in your means
Then you know you keepin' it real with
And nappy right there

Nappy and all, is the life for me
Grab my yea and we blowin'
This is the God chose for me, chose for me
Nappy and all, is the life for me
Grab my yea and we trees
is the life God chose for me, chose for me, chose for me

I'm in the '81 'lac Seville, but got
tint, but see we ridin' it like it's a Benz
Clamp like a pimp
(Puff like a pimp)
I'm cuttin' most players won't attempt
Skinny slum type, betcha bottom dollar that's fa
Nappy gonna be alright, through ups and downs and back and
What the hell ya talkin' How much it cost to floss and ball
We did it on a budget, rep the till we fall

Playa we in enter biz
(Nappy!)
My is in the slums and the people that's near
They me dang, do anything for me dang
Make a outta whattchu call ugly dang
With left to lose, we get it in
But roots done paid the dues
Hustlin', nigga this one here's for you
You in the way, get out the
We comin' through, shit to prove
Ain't nan you can tell me 'fore observin' what we 'bout to do

Nappy and all, is the life for me
Grab my yea and we blowin'
This is the life God chose for me, for me
head and all, is the life for me
Grab my yea and we blowin'
This is the life God chose for me, for me, chose for me