Luyện nghe bài hát Blowin' Trees

Yes sir
Nappy
I gotta go
Aww

I find myself up in the sky again,
So sincere, my dear, when I I cry within
It's lonesome here, candy painted oh so
the slums, nappy through most of the year
(Nappy roots!)
Shouts out to aliyah, live the life and career
On my wall I gotcha picture, God witcha
It's all on us, nappy in God we trust
Regardless what, this ya boy R. 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
head and all, is the life for me
Grab my yea and we blowin'
This is the life God for me, chose for me, chose for me

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

Let man speak, step up grab all my meat
Greet you with my balls and my word in every
You straight, you worthless queer, price this landscape
Awake, to a plate of a homemade
to picture myself at the NFL draft
I just couldn't remove the cap
But I kept my mouthpiece and my chinstrap
I dread it all for a hat
Big body hog, new rag-top, pitch

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

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

I'm in the '81 'lac Seville, but got
tint, but see we ridin' it like it's a Benz
Clamp somethin' a pimp
(Puff like a pimp)
I'm cuttin' most players won't attempt
slum type, betcha bottom dollar that's fa sure
Nappy gonna be alright, ups and downs and back and fer'
What the ya talkin' 'bout? How much it cost to floss and ball
We did it on a budget, rep the country we fall

Playa we in this biz
(Nappy!)
My is in the slums and the people that's near
They love me dang, do anything for me
Make a livin' outta whattchu call dang
With nothin' to lose, we get it in
But nappy roots done paid the
Hustlin', backwards-ass 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 tell me observin' what we 'bout to do

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