Luyện nghe bài hát NaNa

[Verse 1: Chance The
Introducin' the Ruthless
Trip and lucy
Dreams is
Loosely based on
my mucus
Hope your pussy get herpes and yo' ass get
Deuces Douches. deuce deuce shoot ya (BANG)
Shoes might cha and a suit might suit cha
They be on bullshit but they really don't do
They use of illusion confuse Confucius
Nasty, ashy, ashing, 'til my voice get raspy
Last week
night kissed Va$htie
Parleyed with
Always in the hallway, so I been 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 plastic, I spit fired
Pad my palette, paper
If was work, I'd get higher
Pardon my mishaps, burp and get
Fart and get bitch-slapped, bourbon mixed with jack
Lickety-split, Look it! He on a shell
From peelin' banana back
me my Kit-Kat
Don't break me off shit, batch, is you mean bitch?
Zan with that lean bitch, zan with that lean
Zen with chakra
I eat it like Idi Amin, Ya Kna Wha
Hit me back when that shit

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

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