Luyện nghe bài hát Nappy Roots Day

V]
One of them is fat and
second one is and proud
Third one's drunk and
one slip and slid
one of is just shy
one is young and wise
homegrown tested you gonna love these guys
the hood on them guys
the best story yet bonded against all odds
ain't no tearin them
swore (?) till do them in
even in they would do it again

Clutch]
Who ever thought six different strands
would together locked forever
rockin wood told you chicken and cris go good
with some watermelon albums sellin coast to
across the seas gave everything we
our our sweat our blood, 'cause

I am we are
we are I am
say
We are on a

Now throw hands to the sky
turn up the just ride
we right
we are on a

we are I am
I am we are
Hey, its Nappy Day!
we are on a

Now your hands to the sky
to the music we ride
we represintin
We are on a

[B. (R. Prophit)]
Now we stronger wood, playa (we tougher than leather)
Us yeaga's hustle (uh uh not just for the cheddar)
Look here we trustin each other (Sayin "um you with my brother?)
you gotta the reprocutions we come from the gutter
(white kangol white glass six stripped suit the matching)
boots came the ostrich blowin smoke out the nostrals
(havin trouble with loans we struggle for too long)
but now we can move on put that on my
(we are because I am ain't hard to it)
far from a shootin (rather play on my planet)
Power (demanded)
to us nothing was
(play it as loud as you can and say just how we it)

[R.
Bring out kids and just treat em
cotton candy plus
by (?) and feed em
sweet as Shirly singin
on the charoselle
Spin on the ferris
Its magic floatin, smokin, take up a call from Scales

[Fish
Man, we straight
real and real estates
we put away
we reachin out with nappy

[R.
Sparklers light up the dark in the park

Scales]
Shrimp ala car red holly tart
Like soldiers home
Watchin the war is gone
skys raining
singing out the meddle
get rid of
wash em with melodies
irish to
to the lebonese

[Skinny
As I jot down in my note pad day considered important to me
the birth of my son the day I signed my recording agreement
it was like my soul to the devil
and I was him to keep it
but the true of this art form can't be confined to temptation and evil
lots of folks on the grind to this bullshit and my yeagas stuck around
so this days a a celebration
I am because we all down
Shit, I am keep it Nappy 365 and 7 days a week
we fortunate to make it out that trap because the forest roots runnin deep

till fade]