Luyện nghe bài hát Aw Naw

Yo, ha ha Nappy

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

Awnaw, naw, boy
Man, done up and done it
Ah, done up and done it
Man, done up and done it

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

No AC, Tez'll break a just tryin' to make beats
was being a hustler, hey man
Always flirtin' with all his and flat broke
Nappy smokin' out on the back porch
I'm I got everything a country boy could 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, suffered for more, what we work for
for the cussin' but the hatred, it made us cuss more

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

country boys on the rise
With them big fat on the side
Peep them vertical grills on the
And aww

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

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

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

Seventy-nine coupe DeVille vertical Caddy
65 headed down that Cashville
Glass filled to the tippy-top, Benz
Spent my last cent on the rent, left with lints

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

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

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

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

the vertical 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 big fat wheels
Peep the vertical
And aww

Them boys
With them big fat
Peep the vertical
And aww

country boys on the rise
With them big fat wheels on the
Peep the vertical on the ride
And aww

Them boys
them big fat wheels
Peep the vertical
And aww