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
last one is young and
homegrown battle tested you gonna love these
the hood on them guys
the best story told yet against all odds
ain't no tearin them
swore (?) death do them in
even in reincarnation would do it again

Clutch]
Who would ever six different strands
would lock together locked
rockin wood told you chicken and cris go good
with some watermelon albums coast to coast
across the seas gave we could
our tears our 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 music ride
we right
we are on a

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

Now throw 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 yeaga's together (uh uh not just for the cheddar)
Look here we trustin each other (Sayin "um you fuck my brother?)
you suffer the reprocutions we come from the gutter
(white kangol white glass six stripped with the matching)
boots from the ostrich blowin smoke out the nostrals
(havin trouble student loans we struggle for too long)
but now we can move on put on my tombstone
(we are I am ain't hard to understand it)
far from a shootin star (rather on my planet)
Power (demanded)
to us nothing was
(play it as as you can and say just how we played it)

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

Scales]
Man, we straight
playas and real estates
weapons we put
we reachin out nappy days

[R.
Sparklers light up the dark fireworks in the

Scales]
Shrimp ala car red wine holly
soldiers comin home
Watchin after the war is
raining confetti
singing out the meddle
get rid of
wash em away with
irish to
haitians to the

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

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