Luyện nghe bài hát Ill Na Na

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

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

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

got the illest pussy on the planet?
Sugar walls comin' down, can't stand it, the Ill Na Na
True Absolut Vodka, straight
For the and have-nots, dolla dolla
Real and it stop, we movin' up
the mansion then the yacht, sound proper
Straight cash get got,
Tryin' to hunt the Brown Fox, the Ill Na Na

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

No more, sharin' I pain, sharin' I
It's to outslick niggaz, ladies sharin' our game
Put it in high gear, the eye wear
Nas ruled the but now it's my year
And from, here on I solemnly
To hold my own like Pee Wee in a theater
Yeah, I don't need a wealth
But I can do bad by my damn
And uhh

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

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

No more waitin' to exhale, we takin' breaths
Ladies this over, I be Fox so peep this
thyself with no one above thee
'Cuz ain't gon' love me like me
If he, don't do the right thing Spike Lee
Bye bye Wifey, him lose his Nike's
Hit the
told me in order to find a prince
You gotta kiss some

Who's got the illest pussy on the
Sugar walls comin' down, niggaz can't it, the Ill Na Na
True Vodka, straight shots
For the has-beens and have-nots, dolla
Real and it stop, we movin' up
First the mansion then the yacht, proper
cash get got, bloodhounds
Tryin' to hunt the Brown Fox, the Ill Na Na