Luyện nghe bài hát NaNa

[Verse 1: Chance The
Chance the Ruthless
Trip and lucy
is lucid
Loosely on music
Swallow my
Hope your get herpes and yo' ass get lupus
Douches. deuce deuce I'll shoot ya (BANG)
Shoes might boot cha and a suit might 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
week suspended
Last night Va$htie
Parleyed with
Always in the hallway, so I never been
(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 said acid, get it?
Melts through plastic, I spit
Pad my palette, paper
If was work, I'd get higher
Pardon my mishaps, burp and get
Fart and get bitch-slapped, like bourbon mixed with
Lickety-split, it! He slipped on a shell
From peelin' banana back
Give me my
Don't break me off shit, batch, is you mean bitch?
Zan with lean bitch, zan with that lean bitch
Zen with that
I eat it Idi Amin, Ya Kna Wha Mean
Hit me when that mean shit

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

Suck my motherfucking dick, the young Randy Velarde
Queens,
me