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

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

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

Let that man speak, step up grab all my
Greet you my balls and my word in every handshake
You damn straight, you worthless queer, price this
Awake, to a plate of a pancake
Used to picture myself at the NFL
I just couldn't the lens 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 nappy right there

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

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

Playa we in this biz
(Nappy!)
My love is in the slums and the people that's
They love me dang, do anything for me
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 through, with shit to prove
Ain't nan you can tell me 'fore observin' what we 'bout to do

head 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 chose for me, for me, chose for me