Luyện nghe bài hát Jang a Lang

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

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

(chorus)

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

(chorus)

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

(chrorus)