Luyện nghe bài hát Jang a Lang

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

(penelope)
Make way for the new bitch of this millennium
Stack chips, the pistol grip why? 'cause I'm offendin 'em
Rocks but cavada shit, I'm the baddest
The ice from head to toe, with that plaid
Mo' potent I cut cocaine, through your vein
Off the hook, take a look, I'm the chick, I can't be
One like the highest breed, papi capche?
One drove from italy, is y'all feelin me?
Be a to none, but all good to some
Let me you off a little, show you how it's done
Eyes for this goddess, gambino got your funds
And some fish are coppin 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 this let loose
Keep them chips comin nigga or your neck'll catch a

(chorus)

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

(chorus)

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

(chrorus)