Luyện nghe bài hát N.A.S.A Music

Intro: (E-40 and Man)
Uhh! Hey Merchant!
Method Man Meth, up boy? What's upper? Trying to get my ones up...
Crack Alley mang,
It's Freezy mang, Paul mang, we doin thi shit,
You it's good, 40 Water, you'se a pimp nigga, look out!

(E-40)
They call me Paul Revere, 40 Water cause I to ball. Things be going in one ear,
And out the one y'all.
Never had a to be an infant,
I had to before I crawled, had to dang near raise my siblings
Mama 3 jobs,
a lot of pan handlin' and gritt'in,
Chicken and dealin,
coming up missing,
Empty clippin
It's happening quite often
They pull up on the side and turn your car a coffin
And ain't nobody talking because that's the of the soil
We beef rap, the government beef over oil
We beef in the
They beat on sacred, royal, hold grounds..
that it's righteous, way out of bounds!

Chorus:(Method Man)
From New to the Bay yo
Sao Paulo to LA yo, nobody move we say so
They wanna know who got N.A.S.A. music
From New to the Bay yo
Sao to LA yo, nobody move until we say so
They wanna who got that N.A.S.A. music

(Method Man)
Another day, dollar,
Meth squeeze a til it holler
Miss holler you either spit or
Meet me at the same place, time tomorrow
Take the R out of brotha, but I ain't trying to

(E-40)
MP5's, bush masters, Chinese AKs, ways, Shallow, grim, dark murky days.
Slappin dominos on the wid it
mannish wid it, I rip it
Spit for the fortunate, me and Meth Merchant
I call him Meth Merchant he's dope
We in this booch perkin and we
They say there ain't no in our hope
No life in our breath, to die
But quick to take a

(Method Man)
Little Johnny on the block, about to glot clot
With his body in the drop, a little mommy hot
Off top, I want everything that little got
And if I look sober means I'm probably not

(Method Man and E-40)
From New to the Bay yo
Sao Paulo to LA yo, nobody move we say so
They know who got that N.A.S.A. music
From New to the Bay yo
Sao to LA yo, nobody move until we say so
They wanna know who got N.A.S.A. music

(Method Man and E-40)
I'm with the kid The Yay
40 Water man I'm them days
When we took swallows of the life and pissed it away
Real drama daddy to Slay
He got the kid the Big Apple
the biggest fish in the bay
We off the books money, now look
See I ain't laughing it look funny
Or at them funny niggas that from me
That's why the of the crooks honey, I'm hungry
Trying to find this snow to cook for me
This got his own repertoire
A beast and I rep, blah
The Allahu Akbar!
What's when you're dangerous and what's a star when the cops hate us cause of who the fuck we are?
If I was Paris Hilton you stop my car
You'd be in the passenger seat to pop a bra
I play for keeps while y'all just play
With Crack Alley got em hooked N.A.S.A.

(Method Man and E-40)
From New to the Bay yo
Sao to LA yo, nobody move until we say so
They wanna know who got that N.A.S.A.
New York to the Bay yo
Sao Paulo to LA yo, move until we say so
They wanna know who got N.A.S.A. music

(Method Man and E-40)
Y'all it was safe muhfuckers! (N.A.S.A. Music)
Aww shit we the gap! (N.A.S.A. Music)
coast , West coast, let's go! (N.A.S.A. Music uhhh)