Luyện nghe bài hát Aw Naw

Yo, ha ha Roots

Awnaw, naw, boy
Man, y'all up and done it
Awnaw, naw, boy
done up and done it

Awnaw, naw, boy
Man, y'all up and done it
Ah, y'all done up and it
Man, y'all done up and it

My first was like forty-eight bars with no hook
You hear me flippin' through my out my favorite notebook
The was in the closet, what? No headphones, we lost it
Niggas to get some water, roaches hangin' over the faucets

No AC, Tez'll break a sweat just tryin' to beats
E-Dubz was a hustler, hey man
Always flirtin' with all his and flat broke
Nappy smokin' out on the back porch
I'm thinkin' I got everything a country boy ask for

Now, what we do to get Say dat boy
Lay it and bring it to ya raw, say dat boy
Hey now we hurt some, for more, takes what we work for
Hated for the but the hatred, it made us cuss more

Held on but it was hard, stepped up, charge
Ran through what we of but what was we afraid for?
Look at what we made of, hard times made us
Being here is alright but believe we want more

Them boys on the rise
With big fat wheels on the side
Peep them grills on the ride
And aww

country boys
(Awnaw, naw, man, y'all done up and done it)
them big fat wheels
(Awnaw, naw, boy, y'all done up and done it)

the vertical grills
(Awnaw, hell naw, boy, man, done up and done it)
And aww
(Y'all done up and it, man, y'all done up and done it)

My yegga, we hogwild, bet from that buddha to that toota-file
naw, them country boys ain't headed south for six miles
Kentucky mud, them kinfolk, twankies them hundred-spokes
Skullied on that po'ch, plus you know they got 'dro

coupe DeVille vertical Caddy grill
Interstate 65 headed that Cashville
Glass filled to the tippy-top, Benz
my last cent on the rent, left with pocket lints

A damn shame, grind anythang and everythang
Jimmy Crack Corn, cross the county line with Jane
A long time, a road to cash and fame and sold my soul
To Hell and back and back and forth with jeans and nappy 'fro

I might, hop off the Harley, smoke like Bob Marley
Block parties with shawties, wallin' like they swallowin'
Them butter skin, gutter like kin
Understand you 'bout to lose ya life fuckin' with

Them country on the rise
With them big fat wheels on the
the vertical grills on the ride
And aww

Them country
(Awnaw, hell naw, man, y'all done up and it)
With them big fat
(Awnaw, hell naw, boy, done up and done it)

Peep the grills
(Awnaw, naw, boy, man, y'all done up and done it)
And aww
(Y'all done up and done it, man, y'all done up and it)

Them boys
With big fat wheels
the vertical grills
And aww

Them country
With big fat wheels
Peep the vertical
And aww

Them country boys on the
them big fat wheels on the side
Peep the vertical grills on the
And aww

Them country
With them big fat
Peep the vertical
And aww