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
lonesome here, candy painted 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
what, this ya boy R. prophit whassup?

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

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

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

Being average is okay, different is alright
Long as you stay in means
Then you know you keepin' it real yo'self
And that's nappy right

Nappy head and all, is the for me
Grab my yea and we trees
This is the life God for me, chose for me
Nappy head and all, is the for me
Grab my yea and we blowin'
is the life 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 it's a
Clamp like a pimp
(Puff somethin' a pimp)
I'm cuttin' corners most players attempt
Skinny slum type, betcha bottom dollar that's fa
Nappy gonna be alright, through ups and and back and fer'
What the hell ya talkin' 'bout? How it cost to floss and ball
We did it on a budget, rep the country we fall

Playa we in enter biz
(Nappy!)
My love is in the slums and the people that's
They love me dang, do anything for me
Make a outta whattchu call ugly dang
nothin' left to lose, we get it in
But roots done paid the dues
Hustlin', backwards-ass 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
This is the life God chose for me, for me
Nappy and all, is the life for me
Grab my yea and we trees
This is the God chose for me, chose for me, chose for me