Luyện nghe bài hát Na Na Nana Na Na

Dipset, as we what have we here?
Take that, that, it's 0-9 muthafucka
One to do get money muthafucka

I off like na, na, na, na, na, na
They would of tried bullshit but a nigga had the blamer
They only got me 'cause they caught it on a
They ball but they ain't got no stamina

They said damn man, you lookin' Pac
I said, nah not alive, man I'm lookin' Jones
I put money on your skull and bones
And keep it low, watch what you say up on those fuckin'

down and getcha ass hung the fuck up
Just like a of clothes
Hey, ma we stretch work like you touch your
And in the middle of July we got that summer

I got 'em snowboarding in August and I love a bitch
But the look gorgeous
Harlem is one big ski slalom, I guess the hill is the Swiss Alps
We bring whips out

We gettin' like na, na, na, na, na, na
Waitin' at the flash throwin' money at the
Twin turbs out speeding the scanners
Breeze past the cops na, na, na, na, na, na

We gettin' like na, na, na, na, na, na
Lookin' at my ass don't you he had a camera
We money like na, na, na, na, na, na
Drop top at the light screamin' is good

If there's money on my head I hope they got a
Cool your old ass off 'cause hot on these streets
I got dogs and not on a leash
So you you understand, do you copy, capesh?

At this point I don't think could take it
Sharks in the water they make it to safety
And even though that we gettin' cake
And now the money taste sweet like pastry, they me

Now tell me how I
Would you rather life like me or by the book?
Sheesh, we are we are
Make the wrong will put your faggot ass in the ER

Flat line if it's red apples hit me on the bat line
I'm for mine some more black flyin'
The flyest you know that got a knack for crime, na, na

We gettin' like na, na, na, na, na, na
Waitin' at the throwin' money at the cameras
Twin turbs out with the scanners
Breeze past the cops na, na, na, na, na, na

We gettin' like na, na, na, na, na, na
Lookin' at my ass don't you he had a camera
We gettin' money na, na, na, na, na, na
Drop top at the light screamin' life is

And you do nigga?
I cop cars out the future, so fat like Raspusha
I I'm gettin' used to lifestyle rich and conspicuous
Chicks want to get with us, the feds takin' of us

They all know I put on for
rich Broadway I took it up another level
I took 80, it on a Beezle
Bought the new Fiskar, flew it through the

The of opulence
The jewels drippin', we droppin' on top and poppin'
Who would think this kid from the projects
Get his so cold you would think he's lethargic

The wrist look hypothermia set in
Pick a club that the burner don't get in
We pop champagne the club let out
I drink and I fuck and then I piss a nigga out

We gettin' money na, na, na, na, na, na
at the flash throwin' money at the cameras
Twin turbs out speeding the scanners
Breeze the cops screamin' na, na, na, na, na, na

We money like na, na, na, na, na, na
Lookin' at my ass don't you wish he had a
We gettin' money na, na, na, na, na, na
top at the light screamin' life is good

You the rules nigga? Fly high or get flew over
with us or get rolled over, ain't nothin' change
Just the decimal muthafucka, you get the point?
Money, money, money, don't make dollars, make sense
Fuck you nigga, suck a dick too,