Luyện nghe bài hát Nappy Roots Day

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

Clutch]
Who would ever thought six different
lock together locked forever
rockin wood told you chicken and cris go good
some watermelon albums sellin coast to coast
across the gave everything we could
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
turn up the just 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 your 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 together (uh uh not just for the cheddar)
Look here we trustin other (Sayin "um you fuck with my brother?)
you gotta suffer the reprocutions we from the gutter
(white kangol white glass six suit with the matching)
boots came from the ostrich smoke out the nostrals
(havin trouble with student loans we for too long)
but now we can on put that on my tombstone
(we are because I am hard to understand it)
far a shootin star (rather play on my planet)
Power (demanded)
to us was hand
(play it as loud as you can and say just how we it)

[R.
Bring out your and just treat em
candy plus freedom
raised by (?) and em
as Shirly Temple singin
Clown on the
Spin on the ferris
Its magic floatin, smokin, up a call from Fish Scales

[Fish
Man, we straight
real playas and real
we put away
we reachin out nappy days

[R.
Sparklers light up the fireworks in the park

Scales]
Shrimp ala car red holly tart
Like soldiers comin
Watchin after the war is
skys confetti
singing out the meddle
get rid of
wash em with melodies
irish to
haitians to the

Deville]
As I jot in my note pad some day considered important to me
the birth of my son the day I signed my recording agreement
it was sorta like my soul to the
and I was allowing him to it
but the true essence of this art form can't be confined to and evil
lots of folks on the grind to this bullshit and my real stuck around
so this days a tribute a
I am we all stay down
Shit, I am keep it Nappy 365 and 7 days a week
we fortunate to make it out that trap the forest roots they runnin deep

[Chorus till