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, when I I cry within
It's lonesome here, candy painted oh so
Represent the slums, nappy through of the year
(Nappy roots!)
out to aliyah, live the life and very career
On my wall I gotcha picture, God pray
It's all on us, nappy in God we trust
what, this ya boy R. prophit whassup?

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

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

Let that man speak, step up grab all my
Greet you with my balls and my word in handshake
You damn straight, you worthless queer, price this
Awake, to a of a homemade pancake
Used to myself at the NFL draft
I just remove the lens cap
But I still kept my and my chinstrap
I it all for a pimp hat
Big body hog, new rag-top, pitch

Being average is okay, being different is
Long as you stay in your
Then you know you it real with yo'self
And that's nappy there

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 God chose for me, chose for me, chose for me

I'm in the '81 Seville, but got spend
Limo tint, but see we ridin' it like a Benz
somethin' like a pimp
(Puff somethin' a pimp)
I'm cuttin' most players won't attempt
Skinny slum type, bottom dollar that's fa sure
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

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

Nappy head and all, is the 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 trees
This is the life God for me, chose for me, chose for me