Luyện nghe bài hát Blowin' Trees

Yes sir
Nappy
Well I go
Aww

I myself up in the sky again, fly-in
So sincere, my dear, when I I cry within
It's lonesome here, painted oh so clear
the slums, nappy through most of the year
(Nappy roots!)
Shouts out to aliyah, the life and very career
On my wall I gotcha picture, God pray
It's all on us, nappy boys in God we
Regardless what, ya boy R. prophit whassup?

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

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

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 pancake
Used to myself at the NFL draft
I just couldn't remove the cap
But I still kept my mouthpiece and my
I it all for a pimp hat
Big body hog, new rag-top, pitch

average is okay, being different is alright
Long as you in your means
you know you keepin' it real with yo'self
And that's right there

head and all, is the life for me
Grab my yea and we trees
is the life God chose for me, chose for me
Nappy head and all, is the for me
my yea and we blowin' trees
This is the life God chose for me, chose for me, 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 somethin' a pimp)
I'm cuttin' corners most players won't
Skinny slum type, bottom dollar that's fa sure
Nappy gonna be alright, ups and downs and back and fer'
What the hell ya talkin' 'bout? How much it cost to and ball
We did it on a budget, rep the country till we

Playa we in this biz
(Nappy!)
My is in the slums and the people that's near
love me dang, do anything for me dang
Make a livin' outta whattchu ugly dang
nothin' left to lose, we get it in
But nappy roots paid the dues
Hustlin', nigga this one here's for you
You in the way, get out the
We comin' through, with to prove
nan thing you can tell me 'fore observin' what we 'bout to do

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