Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Nigga

Say ho, say ho
By the way yo
I said shake your soul way back in the day-yo
By the way yo, say ho
say,
say

And it out now
Who is the cat out on the town
And make the whole dining room turn head round
Mr Nigga, Nigga
He got the speakers in the trunk with the bass on
Who be riding up in the high elevator
Other tenants who be praying they the new neighbor
Mr Nigga, Nigga
They try to play him like a chump he got what they want

He under thirty years old but already a pro
trousers slung low cause his pockets stay swoll'
Could to get up and be anywhere he go
V.I.P. at the club, at the show
(Yes y'all) the best crib, the clothes
Hottest whips on the neck and wrists on froze (say word)
with O's o-o-o-o-ohs
Straight all the globe watch got three time-zones
Keep the phone up to his dome
Two assistants, two bank accounts, two
One problem; even the O's on his check
The po-po stop him and show no
"Is there a problem officer?" Damn straight, it's race
That the jake (woo-woo) to give chase
Say they want you successful, but that ain't the
You living large, your is dark they flash a light in your face

Now, who is cat out on the town
Maitre'd wanna take a whole year to sit him
Mr Nigga, Nigga
He got the speakers in the with the bass on crunk
Now, who is the cat at Armani wears
With the who be asking him, do you work here?
Mr Nigga, Nigga
Nigga

Yo, the Abstract with the Mos Def
White folks got it muffled across beneath breathe
"I say it"
But they'll say it out loud
When they get with they close and friends
You know, it in with they friends at the job
Happy hour at the bar while song is in they car
And even if they've never said it, lips sealed
They actions reveal how their really feel
Like, night I'm on a first class flight
The only brother in sight the attendant catch fright
I sit in my seat, 2C
She approach officially about, "Excuse me"
Her lips up into a tight space
she don't believe that I'm in the right place
Showed her my boarding pass, and then she of gasped
All embarrassed put an extra on my water glass
An hour here she comes by walking past
"I hate to be a pest but my son would your autograph"
(Wow, Mr. Nigga I love you, I all your albums!)
They stay on nigga on american roads
And you travel abroad they got world nigga law
folks get on a plane go as they please
But I go seas and I get over-seized
Heathrow, me and my people
They think illegal's a synonym for negro
Far away places, agents flagrant
They think the dark face is smuggle weight in they
Bags inspected, now we
Attention to contents of our intestines
Urinalysis followed by
Interrogated and detained til damn near the day
No evidence, no and no regard
Even for the big american rap
For us especially, us most
A Mr VIP jail cell just for me
"If I knew you were coming I'd baked a cake
Just got some shoe-polish, my face"
They say they want you successful, but they make it stressful
You start keeping pace, they start changing up the

Now, who is cat out on the town
State wanna stop him in his ride, pat him down
Mr Nigga, Nigga
He got the speakers in the with the bass on crunk
Now, who is the cat the hundred dollar bill
They gotta send it to the back to make the shit is real
Mr Nigga, Nigga
Nigga, Nigga

You can laugh and criticize Michael if you wanna
Woody Allen, molested and his step-daughter
Same press kicking dirt on Michael's
Show Woody and Soon-Yi at the game, holding hands
Sit back and just bug, about that
he get that type of dap if his name was Woody Black?
O.J. found innocent by a of his peers
And they been fucking with that nigga for last years
Is it fair, is it equal, is it just, is it
Do you do the same shit when the defendant face is
If white doing it, well, it's success
When I doing, well, it's suspect
hate me, my folks is poor, I just got money
America's five centuries deep in money
You see a lot of caked up, yo straight up
It's new, living off of slave traders paper
But I'm a though, yo I'm a live though
I'm up the big swing for my kids yo
Got my mom the fat water-front yo
I'm a get her them pretty bay
I'm a cop a home to provide in
A environment for seeds to reside in
A fresh whip for my whole to ride in
And if I'm still Mr Nigga, I find it suprising