Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Nigga

Say ho, say ho
By the way yo
I said shake soul like 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 dining room turn they head round
Mr Nigga, Nigga
He got the speakers in the trunk with the on crunk
Who be up in the high rise elevator
tenants who be praying they ain't the new neighbor
Mr Nigga, Nigga
They try to play him a chump cause he got what they want

He under thirty years old but already a pro
Designer trousers slung low 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 crib, the best clothes
Hottest whips on the neck and wrists on froze (say word)
with O's o-o-o-o-ohs
Straight all across the globe got three time-zones
Keep the digital phone up to his
Two assistants, two bank accounts, two
One problem; even the O's on his check
The stop him and show no respect
"Is there a problem officer?" Damn straight, it's race
That motivate the (woo-woo) to give chase
Say they you successful, but that ain't the case
You living large, your skin is dark flash a light in your face

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

Yo, the Abstract the Mighty Mos Def
White folks got it across beneath they breathe
"I say it"
But they'll say it out again
they get with they close associates and friends
You know, sneak it in they friends at the job
Happy hour at the bar while this is in they car
And even if they've never said it, stay sealed
They actions reveal how hearts really feel
Like, late night I'm on a first flight
The brother in sight the flight attendant catch fright
I sit in my seat, 2C
She approach talking about, "Excuse me"
Her lips curl up into a tight
Cause she don't believe that I'm in the place
Showed her my boarding pass, and then she of gasped
All embarrassed put an extra on my water glass
An later here she comes by walking past
"I to be a pest but my son would love your autograph"
(Wow, Mr. I love you, I have all your albums!)
They stay on nigga patrol on roads
And when you travel abroad got world nigga law
folks get on a plane go as they please
But I go over and I get over-seized
Heathrow, me and my people
They that illegal's a synonym for negro
Far places, customs agents flagrant
think the dark face is smuggle weight in they cases
Bags inspected, now we
Attention directed to contents of our
followed by X-rays
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 Nigga VIP jail cell for me
"If I knew you were coming I'd have a cake
got some shoe-polish, painted my face"
They say they want you successful, but then they make it
You start keeping pace, they changing up the tempo

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

You can laugh and Michael Jackson if you wanna
Woody Allen, molested and married his
press kicking dirt on Michael's name
Show and Soon-Yi at the playoff game, holding hands
Sit back and just bug, about that
Would he get that of dap if his name was Woody Black?
O.J. found by a jury of his peers
And they been fucking with that nigga for last five
Is it fair, is it equal, is it just, is it
Do you do the same shit the defendant face is white?
If white boys doing it, well, it's
I start doing, well, it's suspect
Don't me, my folks is poor, I just got money
America's five centuries in cotton money
You see a lot of brothers up, yo straight up
new, y'all 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 crib yo
I'm a get her them bay windows
I'm a cop a nice to provide in
A environment for seeds to reside in
A whip for my whole family to ride in
And if I'm still Mr Nigga, I won't it suprising