Luyện nghe bài hát Nana

Ay, can you say shit, gangsta shit
Say gangsta shit, gangsta
Can you say gangsta shit, shit?
Say gangsta shit, I sayin' no mo'

We to step up and move on
We to step up and move on, ya
We 'bout to up and move on, come on
We to step up

Now, I be knockin' bitches like it ain't shit, it ain't shit
I'm dynamic high program it and makin' hit
Whetha I'm in Da Da jeans or crape silk
Flyest be the reason my shit cracks

'Cus I'm on the beats
I'm fuckin' all up, all y'all up
The I get up on the mic and up all your mutts
All ya

I make my
Bitches wanna shake y'all butts, shake y'all
And you make you ballin', wanna grab your Lux
Hangin' and bangin' that bring the heat for real
And if you ain't gotta a chip for my beats, no deal

'Cus I negotiate with no fuss, fuss
20 Gs on my record, it's gold plus
Fucking every competitor on the up
Then I come to your to get laid up

Give it everything I got, to paid up
And if you a nigga then say what

As we move toward the
broads on our right, broads on our right
And to the left we part the way, we part the way
Put aside our prestige,

really M A D, lite up
From the cage to the stage, we come to
AMG let um

With mo' bounce than a
Me and Q
Dick a slip, I clown hoes wit a,
Relax, the Rolls is real, tank, platinum and steel

I was up in the club, now I'm up in the
Had quarters, lucky that we put in a

Cream de la cream, who you with girl, him?
Up your ass in the rag jag to the gym
I wit chu fo' love
if it was'nt me, you probably be calling me a scrub

But you like the tubs, and the marble flows
You's a bitch, tryin' to be a platinum hoe

Head to toes and nobody wear no [Incomprehensible]
No mo', take that shit
have a six pack
I cant say no mo', where my dick at?

As we move the light
broads on our right, broads on our right
And haters to the left we the way, we part the way
Put aside our prestige,

really M A D, we lite up
From the cage to the stage we come to play, we to play

Ay, We been doin' this shit since we was little
So dont even trip us, nigga, do own shit

Gettin' down for the ain't a puzzle for me
And you niggas can't put a muzzle on me
when I'm gone on a rocket and a grape juice
I make the world rock when I let a tape

They say niggas is desperate and we shiztee
But I turn down every celebrity I see
game with my nigga Mr. AMG
And pop a games in a if it's F A T, fo' sho'

Treys, zeros, cuatro, I got you, lady
With new Mercedes men, what? All 5 O's
Watch these toe, hoes get liquefied, nut up
Mystified, shut up, get slide, if I memorize, hey

I'ma play you foeva, and the leatha
Me and DJ Q, me and AMG and the rest of the
And its plain to see, we make Gs like
We make Gs guarantee, bitch

As we move toward the
With broads on our right, with on our right
And to the left we part the way, we part the way
Put aside our prestige, oh yeah, we're really M A D, we up
From the cage to the stage, Quik and AMG, we to play
We come to play and well

We to play
How you gon' with out us, baby?
We do our thing, 10 years in the
And nothing change, Q, tell them how we fell