Luyện nghe bài hát Ill Na Na

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

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

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

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
First the mansion the yacht, sound proper
cash get got, bloodhounds
Tryin' to down the Brown Fox, the Ill Na Na

No more me all night, thinkin' it's alright
While I'm lookin over your shoulder, the hall light
You when 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, over easy
Hope you have my shit tight I open my eyes
While I'm eatin', gettin' up, this ain't yo' pad
I left some on the dresser, find you a cab

No more, sharin' I pain, I made
time to outslick niggaz, ladies sharin' our game
Put it in high gear, flip the eye
Nas ruled the world but now my year
And from, on I solemnly swear
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

Who's got the illest on the planet?
Sugar walls down, niggaz 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
First the mansion then the yacht, proper
Straight cash get got,
Tryin' to down the Brown Fox, the Ill Na Na

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

No more to exhale, we takin' deep breaths
Ladies take this over, I be Fox so this
thyself with no one above thee
'Cuz ain't nobody love me like me
If he, don't do the right thing Spike Lee
Bye bye Wifey, make him lose his
Hit the
Mami told me in order to find a
You gotta some toads

got the illest 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
First the mansion the yacht, sound proper
Straight cash get got,
Tryin' to hunt the Brown Fox, the Ill Na Na