Luyện nghe bài hát N.B.A.

Yeah.. a to the N.B.A. ("well that's alright")

The National, Basketball,
We begin ("well 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 terrorize
guards on the microphone, my lyrics kill

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

My like big trucks
I don't care if you flash your Bucks

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

Keith look in the club for your celebrity shooters
Tall lean men who can't read to they kids need tutors
You got the nerve to try to stop my tomahawk dunks
by e-mailing, golddiggers on
Leap over y'all color and fashion
Lame assholes in black pinstripe suits, keep and passin
the youse-a-baby, you broke finished payin for them car notes
I'm the championship nigga youse a ("well that's alright")

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

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

ad libs*

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