Luyện nghe bài hát Na Na

Na, na, naii,
Na, na, naii,
Na, na, naii,
Na, na, naii,

I am a rapper nang singer songwriter
From I was a young guy even up to this day
Man I'm to drag me under
What the bumba you know that you can me
I never change my
I don't mind if these private caller's wanna carry on blinging up my
I'm to reminded
them if their gal was to see me on there one's
they would bang me or give me shines
Dappa X, white gold chain ripper, pusher
Man if needs be last man put his hands on my chain found himself in a
all greazy ni
Nananizzle, east south west, whole of the country
I'm famous, thanks poppsy
If you want food, stay around
C's got the ting, trust me
Bun your cheap (pop pop)
Who do you I am
See me me me I'm on a mad
You understand
Never will I sing sing to the feds like man I no
Snitch, plonkahha
Yo if you stackin up p and you on frontin
You have the to represent London
me
Na na naii
Na na

If you got your own whip and earning paper
you have the right to be a heart breaker know me

Man up, producer, artist, MC
Killer everytime I go to a mike up frank
already true rider
We talk billers
If you listen to my new
there's no thrillers
Gota N-dubz be chiller
Mum stay away from the goldiggers
But I ain't lie
I like sharing the chee and staring and none of us are caring
Sex dinner
I'm a wheeler
Hash and wine T-shirts, 9 tracksuit with the black Fila
I didn't never follow others I'm a leader
Say I was a fool but I am a reader
a couple haters call me a cheater
Got a couple of fans and now I don't need ya,
Its right I'm wearing my Rolex, hello standard procedure

Bun your talk (pop pop)
Who do you I am
See me me me I'm on a mad
You understand
Never will I sing to the feds like couple man I no
Snitch, fool
Yo if you up p and you ain't on frontin'
You have the right to represent London me
Na na naii
Na na naii

If you got your own whip and earning paper
Then you have the to be a heart breaker

Wait you see what I end up wiv, mils
Muma didn't no dumb kid
Came from the dirt and look at mans
But now I'm in the Beamer one turbs
Money, money makes the world go
The same way the makes the girls go down
Blatantly dem
No more paying man hundred pounds straight ten grand

My car, my my bills,
These fuckers the deal,
Cause all paid by me (tell me T)
I got my own money, and I
Ain't looking for no
So if you want to it too me,
Let's take it
I will you

Bun cheap talk (pop pop)
Who do you I am
See me me me I'm on a mad
You understand
Never will I sing to the feds like couple man I no
Snitc, plonkahh
Yo if you up p and you ain't on frontin'
You have the to represent London know me
Na na naii
Na na naii

If you got your own and your earning paper
Then you the right to be a heart breaker

Na na naii
Na na naii

Na na naii
Na na naii