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...
Alley Studios mang,
It's Freezy mang, Revere mang, we doin thi shit,
You know it's good, 40 Water, you'se a nigga, look out!

(E-40)
They call me Revere, 40 Water cause I like to ball. Things be going in one ear,
And out the one y'all.
had a chance to be an infant,
I had to walk before I crawled, had to dang near raise my
Mama 3 jobs,
Seen a lot of pan and gritt'in,
Chicken and dealin,
Dudes up missing,
Empty banana
It's been happening often
They up on the side and turn your car into a coffin
And ain't nobody because that's the rules of the soil
We beef rap, the government beef over oil
We beef in the
They on sacred, royal, ancient hold grounds..
Thnking that righteous, way out of bounds!

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

(Method Man)
Another day, dollar,
Meth a dollar til it holler
Miss holler you spit or swallow
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, alley ways, Shallow, grim, murky days.
Slappin dominos on the wid it
Real wid it, I rip it
Spit for the fortunate, me and Meth Merchant
I call him Meth Merchant because he's
We in this booch perkin and we
They say there ain't no in our hope
No in our breath, scared to die
But quick to take a

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

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

(Method Man and E-40)
I'm with the kid The Yay
40 man I'm missing them days
When we took swallows of the life and pissed it away
Real drama daddy listen to
He got the kid the Big Apple
With the fish in the bay
We off the books money, now money
See I ain't laughing when it look
Or at them funny niggas that took me
That's why the crook of the crooks honey, I'm
Trying to find this snow to cook for me
This nigga got his own
A and I rep, blase blah
The Allahu Akbar!
What's famous you're dangerous and what's a star when the cops hate us cause of who the fuck we are?
If I was Hilton you wouldn't 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 Music 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 N.A.S.A. music
New York to the Bay yo
Sao Paulo to LA yo, nobody until we say so
They know who got that N.A.S.A. music

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