Luyện nghe bài hát NaNa

[Verse 1: The Rapper]
Introducin' Chance the
'shrooms and lucy
Dreams is
Loosely based on
Swallow my
Hope your pussy get and yo' ass get lupus
Deuces Douches. deuce I'll shoot ya (BANG)
Shoes might cha and a suit might suit cha
be on bullshit but they really don't do shit
They use of illusion could Confucius
Nasty, ashy, cigarette ashing, my voice get raspy
Last week
Last night kissed
with Ashley
Always in the hallway, so I never classy
(Ha ha ha) up

Na na na, na na na
Na na na, na na na
Na na na, na na na
(Igh, igh, igh, igh!)

[Verse 2: the Rapper]
I acid, get it? Acid
Melts through plastic, I spit
Pad my palette, talkin'
If was work, I'd get higher
Pardon my mishaps, and get murdered
Fart and get bitch-slapped, bourbon mixed with jack
Lickety-split, Look it! He on a shell
From banana splits back
me my Kit-Kat
Don't break me off shit, batch, fack is you mean
Zan with that lean bitch, zan with lean bitch
Zen that chakra
I eat it Idi Amin, Ya Kna Wha Mean
Hit me back when that shit

[Verse 3: Bronson]
Introducin', It's
With my hair back, I look like Rick Pitino
3 dykes in my El Camino
trees blow, oh
I rep the East Coast, I got a team of like Pat Summit
I look Arnold Schwarzenegger in a black hummer (Get to the chopper!)
I splash summer like a fast
a number on his back, ain't no fumblin', in fact, I'm -
Back, in my hat
Shoot then pass the gat, at the bottom of the river in a plastic bag
My new shorty got a gymnastic
87 emerald green on a jag
She had the palate, I ordered chef's salad
She had the foot, with that little arm
I couldn't help but laugh, she ordered Parm
I had the Bulls warm-up with the Pippens on

Suck my dick, it's the young Randy Velarde
Queens,
me