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
a half a mil, niggaz freaked out
She's all about sex, pard-on, check facts
And the track record, I'm all about
Shakin' my ass, half naked, lovin' this
Waitin' for album to drop, knowin' it's tight
Standin' center stage, closin' the show, a gat

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

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

No sexin' me all night, thinkin' it's alright
While I'm lookin over your shoulder, watchin' the light
You hate when it's a ball, right? Ladies, this handball
Nigga hit these right before I call Mike
In the morning when it's all bright, eggs over
Hope you have my shit tight when I my eyes
While I'm eatin', gettin' dressed up, this yo' pad
I some money on the dresser, find you a cab

No more, I pain, sharin' I made
It's time to outslick niggaz, ladies sharin' our
Put it in gear, flip the eye wear
Nas ruled the but now it's my year
And from, here on I swear
To my own like Pee Wee in a movie theater
Yeah, I need a man's wealth
But I can do bad by my damn
And uhh

Who's got the illest pussy on the
Sugar walls comin' down, can't 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 then the yacht, sound proper
cash get got, bloodhounds
Tryin' to hunt down the 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
thyself with no one above thee
'Cuz ain't nobody gon' me like me
If he, don't do the thing like Spike Lee
Bye bye Wifey, make him lose his
Hit the
told me in order to find a prince
You gotta kiss toads

Who's got the pussy on the planet?
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 don't stop, we up
the mansion then the yacht, sound proper
Straight get got, bloodhounds
Tryin' to hunt the Brown Fox, the Ill Na Na