Luyện nghe bài hát Jang a Lang

- nelly) 2x
If you like big thangs, put hands high as you can
Get your shit man, 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, a lang

(penelope)
way for the new breed bitch of this millennium
Stack chips, keeps the pistol grip 'cause I'm offendin 'em
Rocks nothin but cavada shit, I'm the
The ice from head to toe, that plaid shit
Mo' potent than I cut cocaine, through your
Off the hook, a look, I'm the chick, I can't be tamed
One name like the highest breed, capche?
One drove home italy, is y'all feelin me?
Be a to none, but all good to some
Let me break you off a little, show you how done
Eyes for this goddess, gambino got your funds
And fish are coppin flights for me to reno
I see no way for me to tell you how I feel
You wanna stick and move now you're fuckin the real deal
Hold still, let this let loose
Keep them chips comin nigga or your neck'll catch a

(chorus)

(murphy lee)
Now y'all know me, I like an old school smith jersey
Old school jordans, head band says "murphy"
Stone washed, baggy as hell, double xl, with the off
On my way to a few g's off
Ease off, doin thirty-five, fire, makin a right
I'm doin thirty now, my life
Both clients on my cell phone, on my two-way
Rollin a blunt, still drivin, at movies
Young dude be floatin the city like cab
but still keep it real like allen iverson
I'm liver jay, dave and kathy and regis
Been on more mtv shows butthead and beavis
Keep a stash with the gas money, money, me and slo down, huh
We had to buy up the town
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 comes from, I spits fire
You know what them girls at dirty, my big tires
My forty-two large denim, I sag in 'em
Dress 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, up his dutch time
"no more herb", no such line, "uh oh" is my line
I'm hungry like a hobo in lunch lines
the gun line, boss, like ray and claud
I know that make they money then pay they broads
I'm from the lou, kinda new, I'm a my laws
When I pull up on the show lot, it be, it's pause
(ay, yo' range at? )
It's outside you wanna it?
(ay, yo' name at? )
in the source, you ain't seen it?
(ay, yo' change at? )
You can't tell dirty, I'm
Split it, fill it up, wrap it and it

(chrorus)