Luyện nghe bài hát Nappy Heads

Yo, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on
And if you're busy, I wouldn't takin'
Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Round up de posse, comin' around the way

Yo, hey, nappy
Yo,
Whatchu got
Hah, I got some of that

Well, I'm a y'all
Well, I'm a y'all

You wanna battle swing I bring men like I was king
In all your I write the horror flick of Stephen King
Cling to also those papers say ock
I got tired of the fat lady so I sing to my own

Balang, balang, balang to de man de rock 'cuz I love
If you live by the sword you be die by the gun
'Cuz all guys tell and more girls commits it
I was ordered to Red, but now I'm chillin' with 'A Few Good Men'

Assassination on the kid the capitol
I never the soap opera but now I'm a General Hospital
Condition critical, spirit who's the physical
So if I die, catch me at the

I'll fly away, ohh, with a mic in my hand
To a land where only God me
And the Angels raps on holy paper
I said, I'm lookin' for Jesus, he take the escalator
One flight up, is you'll be there
My sister'd be there, my mother'd be

So, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on
And if busy, I wouldn't mind taking
Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
up de posse, Fugee comin' around de way

I don't puff so I got my breath
Never had to with a bullet proof vest
call me cock weasel but I, still cave a chest
I don't wear Jheri 'cuz I'm nah from the West

No disrespect to the West, true
I rock it to the East, the is the seed
To see them days back, yo sheepskins and Hot Tracks
Peace to Mr. Magic, things are tragic

Now we on some new stuff, I never the Ku Kluk
My own clan is actin' up, I blame it on the blunt
Whatcha gonna do, kids are actin'
Hill is gettin' fed up, yo the coporate at?

A Three Piece Suit
Check the roots, Girbauds and Timberland boots
Nah, that's the serpents and know them tips
I got a head full of problems and a hand full of nappy
I feel a Jones' down, yo I

I got the slang to the chitty, bang, bang
A, rid, dang, de, dang, the nappy head
No I, got hte to make the chitty, bang, bang
A, rid, dang, de, dang, the nappy bang

Yo, Mona Lisa, I get a date on Friday
And if you're busy, I wouldn't mind
Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
up de posse, Fugee comin' round de way
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Nappy heads in the zone and we're not home

Hey, yo a battle is a battle but a battle's not a
if it's snake doesn't
'Cuz my style's as old as a
As slick as a new Nile, as new as a new

So come me to the land of Abraham
This land's land, this land's my land
The the black man, the better the next man
Yo, some heads need to check they necks for red

I, injection, put the needle to your skin feel reality's ever win
You maintain to put a negro in you used to diss me
"Oh you wanna with old Eddie Kane?"
nuttin' wrong, snap your head to the song

Word is bond, you get wrong, I'll have you sing like Louis
And I say to myself, what a world
But what the hell was so wonderful cotton in the farm
Mr. Man

The harder they come, the harder they fall, so come one all
Don't stall or I'ma stick you like a voodoo
Doors locked stop drawer for the who drops
You slept on a kid the boondocks

Out of Motorville of the ill kill
Viking so you know I'm top rankin' Phil
Some say who comin' the yuma but save the rumor
'Cuz I've been rockin' ever since two
I used to rock my Pumas

Yes, yes, y'all, well I'm a y'all
Yes, yes, yes, well I'm a Libra
Yes, yes, y'all, well I'm a Libra
Oh, co'mon, well I'm a y'all

Yo Lisa, could I get a date on Friday
And if you're busy, I mind taking
Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Round up de Fugee comin' around de way
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
heads in the zone and we're not goin' home!

Mona Lisa, I get a date on Friday
And if you're busy, I wouldn't taking
Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
up de posse Fugee comin' around de way
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Nappy heads in the and we're not goin' home

I my sunglasses at night
To spy on my girlfriend, that's
They dancin', romancin', at night
Yes, yes, yes, a yes, yes,

I wear my at night
To spy on my girlfriend, right
They dancin', romancin', freakin' at
Say, Mona could I get a date on Friday