Luyện nghe bài hát Ill Na Na

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

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

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

Who's got the illest pussy on the
Sugar walls comin' down, niggaz 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
cash get got, bloodhounds
Tryin' to hunt the Brown Fox, the Ill Na Na

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

No more, I pain, sharin' I made
It's time to outslick niggaz, ladies 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 hold my own like Pee Wee in a theater
Yeah, I don't need a man's
But I can do bad by my self
And uhh

Who's got the 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, sound
Straight cash get got,
Tryin' to hunt down the 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' deep
Ladies this over, I be Fox so peep this
Love thyself with no one above
'Cuz ain't nobody gon' love me me
If he, do the right thing like Spike Lee
Bye bye Wifey, him lose his Nike's
Hit the
Mami told me in order to find a
You kiss some toads

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
Real and it stop, we movin' up
First the mansion the yacht, sound proper
cash get got, bloodhounds
Tryin' to hunt down the Fox, the Ill Na Na