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, floss nigga
who carries champagne in the club Coogi sweaters
Borin nigga, no game

Less rap skill, N.B.A. with a studio you ill
you know my game terrorize
Six-foot-three guards on the microphone, my lyrics

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

My jewelry like big
I care if you flash your Milwaukee Bucks

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

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

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

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

ad libs*

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