Luyện nghe bài hát Ill Na Na

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Huh, all up in ya like a when I
Johnny Blaze, the Lung
Brown, the Ill Na Na
Destination,

Yo Na Na, so ill, week out
Shipped a a mil, niggaz freaked out
all about sex, pard-on, check your facts
And the record, I'm all about plaques
my ass, half naked, lovin' this life
Waitin' for album to drop, knowin' it's tight
Standin' center stage, the show, holdin' a gat

Since you opened up, I know you're it's wack
Niggaz, screamin' my name on straight whylin'
Maybe I'll answer back when you a hundred thousand
This is night and the Mercedes's tight
I'm coming home? Maybe tonight
Leave my food by the microwave, kiss the baby
It's my to shine, it's playtime tonight
I'ma try to stand my ground, when I fall
I left your ass home alone, hopin' I

Who's got the illest on the planet?
Sugar walls down, niggaz can't stand it, the Ill Na Na
True Absolut Vodka, shots
For the has-beens and have-nots, dolla
and it don't stop, we movin' up
First the mansion then the yacht, sound
cash get got, bloodhounds
Tryin' to hunt down the Fox, the Ill Na Na

No more sexin' me all night, thinkin' it's
I'm lookin over your shoulder, watchin' the hall light
You hate it's a ball, right? Ladies, this ain't handball
Nigga hit these right before I call Mike
In the morning when it's all bright, eggs easy
Hope you my shit tight when I open my eyes
While I'm eatin', gettin' up, this ain't yo' pad
I left some money on the dresser, you a cab

No more, I pain, sharin' I made
It's time to niggaz, ladies sharin' our game
Put it in gear, flip the eye wear
Nas ruled the world but now it's my
And from, here on I swear
To my own like Pee Wee in a movie theater
Yeah, I don't a man's wealth
But I can do bad by my self
And uhh

Who's got the illest on the planet?
Sugar walls comin' down, niggaz can't it, the Ill Na Na
True Absolut Vodka, shots
For the and have-nots, dolla dolla
Real and it don't stop, we up
First the mansion then the yacht, sound
Straight cash get got,
to hunt down the Brown Fox, the Ill Na Na

Uhh,
Not, not
Dolla dolla, stop
C'mon c'mon, yah, the Ill Na Na

No more waitin' to exhale, we takin' deep
Ladies this over, I be Fox so peep this
Love thyself with no one above
ain't nobody gon' love me like me
If he, don't do the right like Spike Lee
Bye bye Wifey, him lose his Nike's
Hit the
Mami told me in order to a prince
You gotta kiss toads

Who's got the illest on the planet?
Sugar walls comin' down, can't stand it, the Ill Na Na
True Absolut Vodka, shots
For the has-beens and have-nots, dolla
and it don't stop, we movin' up
First the then the yacht, sound proper
Straight cash get got,
Tryin' to hunt down the Fox, the Ill Na Na