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 out here, no, I ain't playin no games
I got a new name for with change, jang a lang

(penelope)
Make way for the new bitch of this millennium
Stack chips, keeps the pistol why? 'cause I'm offendin 'em
nothin but cavada shit, I'm the baddest
The ice from to toe, with 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 like the highest breed, papi capche?
One drove home from italy, is feelin me?
Be a mistress to none, but all to some
Let me break you off a little, show you how it's
trip for this goddess, gambino got your funds
And some fish are coppin for me to reno
I see no other way for me to you how I feel
You wanna stick and move now you're fuckin with the real
still, let this lady let loose
Keep them chips comin nigga or neck'll catch a nuece

(chorus)

(murphy lee)
Now y'all know me, I like an old school smith jersey
Old school jordans, head that 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, smokin fire, makin a
I'm doin now, riskin my life
Both on my cell phone, typin on my two-way
a blunt, still drivin, lookin at movies
Young dude be the city like cab drivers
Professional but still keep it real like iverson
I'm than jay, dave and kathy and regis
Been on more mtv shows than butthead and
Keep a stash with the gas money, 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 comes from, I fire
You know what girls look at dirty, my big tires
My attire forty-two denim, I sag in 'em
Dress and ride hot rides and jags in 'em
Let him talk his jazz, the tag gon' get 'em?
While I hit him in clutch time, roll up his time
"no more herb", no such line, "uh oh" is my punch
I'm hungry like a hobo standin in lines
Crossed the gun line, boss, 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? )
outside you wanna clean it?
(ay, yo' name at? )
in the source, you ain't seen it?
(ay, yo' change at? )
You can't dirty, I'm sparklin?
Split it, it up, wrap it and spark it

(chrorus)