Luyện nghe bài hát Nappy Roots Day

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One of them is fat and
second one is black and
one's drunk and wild
fourth one and slid
one of is just shy
last one is young and
battle tested you gonna love these guys
brought the on them guys
the best story told yet bonded all odds
ain't no tearin apart
swore (?) death do them in
even in reincarnation they do it again

[Ron
Who would ever thought six strands
lock together locked forever
rockin leathery wood told you chicken and cris go
with some watermelon albums sellin coast to
across the seas gave everything we
our tears our sweat our blood,

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

Now throw hands to the sky
up the music just ride
we representin
we are on a

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

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

[B. (R. Prophit)]
Now we stronger than wood, playa (we than leather)
Us hustle together (uh uh not just for the cheddar)
Look here we trustin each other (Sayin "um you fuck my brother?)
you gotta suffer the we come from the gutter
(white kangol white glass six stripped suit the matching)
boots came from the ostrich blowin smoke out the
(havin trouble with student loans we for too long)
but now we can move on put that on my
(we are because I am hard to understand it)
far a shootin star (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 freedom
raised by (?) and em
sweet as Shirly singin
Clown on the
Spin on the wheel
Its floatin, smokin, take up a call from Fish Scales

Scales]
Man, we liven
real playas and real
we put away
we reachin out with nappy

[R.
Sparklers light up the dark in the park

[Fish
Shrimp ala car red holly tart
Like soldiers home
after the war is gone
skys confetti
out the nappy meddle
get rid of
wash em away melodies
to ebonies
haitians to the

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

[Chorus fade]