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 leave I cry
It's lonesome here, candy oh so clear
Represent the slums, through most of the year
(Nappy roots!)
out to aliyah, live the life and very career
On my I gotcha picture, God pray witcha
It's all on us, nappy boys in God we
Regardless what, this ya boy R. prophit

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

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

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

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 nappy right

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

I'm in the '81 Seville, but got spend
Limo tint, but see we it like it's a Benz
Clamp like a pimp
(Puff like a pimp)
I'm cuttin' corners most players attempt
Skinny slum type, betcha bottom dollar that's fa
Nappy be alright, through ups and downs and back and fer'
What the hell ya talkin' 'bout? How much it to floss and ball
We did it on a budget, rep the country we fall

Playa we in 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 call ugly dang
nothin' left to lose, we get it in
But roots done paid the dues
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 tell me 'fore observin' what we to do

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