Luyện nghe bài hát N.B.A.

Yeah.. a message to the N.B.A. ("well alright")

The National, Basketball,
We ("well that's alright")

Your man is a tourin nigga, six-foot-eight floss
who carries in the club with Coogi sweaters
nigga, no game havin

Less rap skill, N.B.A. with a studio you ill
Don't you know my game
Six-foot-three guards on the microphone, my kill

Why don't you awkward niggaz rhymin and take a birth control pill
I'm not impressed with full court press
got you gassed, ask Phil
can step up to the foul for an AIDS test
Girls with Tyra Banks weaves, and Lisa Raye's

My jewelry like big
I don't care if you your Milwaukee Bucks

Even bodyguards couldn't you ducks
I less if you a Trailblazer
My cris-cross on girls is sharp, y'all get cut off a razor
if you have braids like Latrell
I got more in my system than Pacific Bell
Pass the around and go tell
Smoother than Rick Fox puttin on his gel
Groupies don't have to know me, just swallow my sperm you blow me

Keith look in the club for your jump shooters
Tall lean men who can't read books to they need tutors
You cats got the to try to stop my tomahawk dunks
by e-mailing, on computers
over y'all with color and fashion
Lame assholes in black pinstripe suits, keep steppin and
Beyond the youse-a-baby, you broke payin for them car notes
I'm the championship nigga youse a loser ("well alright")

P.I.S.S., on the N.B.A. ("well alright")
N.B.A. niggaz!

National Basketball
N.B.A. bitches! (N.B.A. play)
Basketball Association
(The N.B.A. Association..)

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(N.B.A. niggaz, house niggaz, slave niggaz..)