Luyện nghe bài hát Super Nigga

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the p-double-o-h in the sky
I don't need a cape cause I'm fly
Like a skydiver, a nigga got
a race car driver, plus i'va
Spit saliva, liver, mcgyver
("bam!") bump mo' bitches than a driver
than a crackhead, mo' powerful
Than a when I gotcha in a chokehold
I'm here to rid the of them wack-ass groups
Them lyrics with them wack-ass loops
They fakin like gangsters, into a crip-tonight/kryptonite
don't faze me, cause we can still fight
But look, all about comin (up) up (up)
Up and away bummin
But a nigga don't need no wonderwoman, hmm, I
Who she shuckin and jivin and fuckin
Or some named lois cause the hoe is the lowest
And she's than snow is ("too much of that snow white!")
I think I'll fly back to the
it with the homies where you know it's all good
I'll be the first with a strap
I know I'm all that.. ("it's a crow, a bat, no it's..")

The super nigga boogieman is out to make a
So fuck wastin leapin over tall buildings
Cause I can get loose fluid
Like diarrhea - I can, run through it
I see through walls, 'specially at the
Ladies rooms is where my duty calls
A lot of super be trickin they powers
Givin hoes money, and 'em flowers
(but can you think of one thing you ever gave a )
No cause we niggaz, not captain save-a-hoe
So back on up look, I'll catch yo' ass so
And letcho' ass know we the wrong super to be fuckin wit
I flash like lightning, as bombs
I flied back twenty ago and fucked your moms
And now it's ninety-fo', ain't changed
But now you call me daddy, when you my name
Cause youse a mortal, you ain't down for combat
I'ma super nigga, and you an tom cat
When I'm through the hood they wonder is he
The nephew, of aunt
Or gillespie, and the rest be like
"that's the guy that's super, the fat mover"
So mc's come step to these nuts
And get your crews cut half, nigga do the math
I'm the m-a-n,
I got a fly with an invisible plane
Me and her be doin some x-rated
I get the skins, in the cockpit
She be callin everything mommy to jesus
Just ask the homies, them niggaz can see us
them super niggaz too, from the crew
So please stay tuned, for adventures of.. a super nigga

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Mr. insane tee motherfuckers from the boondox
I bust the style on my corner with the boombox
I'm badder the baddest inmate at (? )
Retarded, but let me show you what can do
fright, niggaz scared to touch the mic
I 'em, amazed cause the wino rocked 'em
The best yet to like catch wreck on the scene
O.g. the alkaholik team
I just scream (ahhh!) let my backbone
Gotta get it on take another sip
Make it hip, a feeling won't forget
Bust crazy then load another clip (well bust it)
Like r. kelly, "my mind's me no!"
But that, I kick the ill flow
And down, I know niggaz is jeal'
Cause I'm all the hoes and dickin 'em swell
But hey, cut the crap, like herpes I'm back
To you what you want, I don't front or skip rap
With the bo, ba-ba-bye, the wicked tha likwit
I'm wild like a winner with the ticket
But kick it, you could grab a comb and try to it
The nappy head sound comin from the
Oh shit the great, the man with the strap
I I'm all that.. ("it's a crow, it's a bat, no it's..")