Luyện nghe bài hát Nappy Heads

Yo, Mona Lisa, could I get a on Friday?
And if you're busy, I wouldn't mind
Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Round up de posse, Fugee around the way

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

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

You battle swing I bring commandin' men like I was king
In all your dreams I write the flick of Stephen King
to false 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 by the sword you will be die by the gun
'Cuz all guys tell lies and more commits it
I was ordered to Code Red, but now I'm chillin' 'A Few Good Men'

Assassination on the kid from the
I play the soap opera but now I'm a General Hospital
Condition critical, spirit over who's the
So if I die, catch me at the

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

So, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on
And if you're busy, I mind taking
Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Round up de posse, comin' around de way

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

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

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

A Mister Three Piece
Check the square roots, and Timberland boots
Nah, that's the and know them garment tips
I got a full of problems and a hand full of nappy roots
I a Jones' comin' down, yo I

I got the to make 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
Round up de posse, Fugee round de way
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Nappy heads in the and we're not goin' home

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

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

I, feel injection, put the to your skin feel reality's ever win
You to put a negro in pain you used to diss me
"Oh you wanna hang with old Kane?"
Ain't 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 wonderful
But what the hell was so wonderful cotton in the farm
Mr. Man

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

Out of land of the ill kill
Bellsburg Viking so you know I'm top Phil
Some say who comin' the yuma but save the rumor
'Cuz I've been ever since eighty two
When I 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, I'm a Libra y'all

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

Mona Lisa, could I get a on Friday
And if busy, I wouldn't mind taking
Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Round up de posse Fugee around de way
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Nappy heads in the zone and not goin' home

I wear my sunglasses at
To spy on my girlfriend, right
They dancin', romancin', freakin' at
Yes, yes, yes, a yes, yes,

I my sunglasses at night
To spy on my girlfriend, that's
dancin', romancin', freakin' at night
Say, Mona Lisa could I get a date on