Luyện nghe bài hát Aw Naw

Yo, ha ha Roots

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Seventy-nine coupe DeVille vertical Caddy
Interstate 65 headed down Cashville
Glass filled to the tippy-top, back-seat
Spent my last 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 gravel to cash and fame and sold my soul
To Hell and back and back and forth with same jeans and nappy

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

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

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

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

Them boys
With them big fat
Peep the grills
And aww

Them boys
With big fat wheels
Peep the vertical
And aww

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

Them boys
them big fat wheels
Peep the grills
And aww