Luyện nghe bài hát Nappy Heads (Remix) *

Yo, Lisa, could I get a date on Friday?
And if busy, I wouldn't mind takin'
Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
up de posse, Fugee comin' around the way

Yo, hey, head
Yo,
Whatchu got
Hah, I got of that lyrical

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

You wanna swing I bring commandin' men like I was king
In all your dreams I write the horror of Stephen King
Cling to false also papers say ock
I got of the fat lady so I sing to my own opera

Balang, balang, to de man de rock 'cuz I love thee
If you live by the sword you be die by the gun
'Cuz all guys tell lies and girls commits it
I was to Code 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 write on holy paper
I said, I'm lookin' for Jesus, he said take the
One up, is guaranteed you'll be there
My be there, my mother'd be there

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

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

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

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

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

I got the to make the chitty, bang, bang
A, rid, dang, de, dang, the head bang
No I, got hte slang to make the chitty, 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 as a new Nile, as new as a new child

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

I, feel injection, put the to skin feel reality's
You maintain to put a negro in pain you used to me
"Oh you hang with old Eddie Kane?"
Ain't nuttin' wrong, snap your to the song

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

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

Out of land of the ill kill
Bellsburg Viking so you know I'm top Phil
say who comin' like the yuma but save the rumor
'Cuz I've been rockin' ever eighty two
When I used to my Pumas

Yes, yes, y'all, well I'm a Libra
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 wouldn't 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, could I get a date on
And if you're busy, I wouldn't mind
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 we're not home

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

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