Luyện nghe bài hát Jang a Lang

- nelly) 2x
If you like big thangs, put hands high as you can
Get shit man, make no difference from where you came, uh
I ain't out here, no, I ain't playin no games
I got a new name for niggas with change, jang a

(penelope)
way for the new breed bitch of this millennium
Stack chips, keeps the grip why? 'cause I'm offendin 'em
nothin but cavada shit, I'm the baddest
The ice from head to toe, that plaid shit
Mo' potent than I cut cocaine, through your
Off the hook, take a look, I'm the chick, I be tamed
One name like the highest breed, papi
One drove home from italy, is y'all me?
Be a to none, but all good to some
Let me you off a little, show you how it's done
Eyes trip for this goddess, got your funds
And some fish are flights for me to reno
I see no other way for me to you how I feel
You stick and move now you're fuckin with the real deal
still, let this lady let loose
Keep them comin nigga or your neck'll catch a nuece

(chorus)

(murphy lee)
Now y'all know me, I like an old school ozzie jersey
Old jordans, head band that says "murphy"
Stone washed, baggy as hell, double xl, the sleeve off
On my way to a few g's off
Ease off, doin thirty-five, smokin fire, makin a
I'm doin now, riskin my life
Both clients on my phone, typin on my two-way
Rollin a blunt, still drivin, lookin at
Young dude be floatin the city like cab
Professional but still it real like allen iverson
I'm liver than jay, dave and kathy and
on more mtv shows than butthead and beavis
Keep a with the gas money, fast money, me and slo down, huh
We had to buy up the town
It's like a movie, oohhweee, in a ja'causezi
do what I say so I just tell 'em to do me

(chorus)

(keyjuan)
Ay, you know where my change comes from, I fire
You know what them girls at dirty, my big tires
My forty-two large denim, I sag in 'em
Dress eyes and ride hot and jags in 'em
Let him talk his jazz, the tag gon' get 'em?
I hit him in clutch time, roll up his dutch time
"no more herb", no line, "uh oh" is my punch line
I'm hungry like a hobo standin in lines
the gun line, boss, like ray and claud
I know niggas that make money then pay they broads
I'm the lou, kinda new, I'm a make my laws
When I pull up on the show lot, it be, like pause
(ay, where yo' at? )
It's you wanna clean it?
(ay, where yo' at? )
in the source, you ain't seen it?
(ay, where yo' at? )
You can't tell dirty, I'm
Split it, fill it up, wrap it and it

(chrorus)