Luyện nghe bài hát Super Nigga

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the p-double-o-h in the sky
I don't need a cape I'm already fly
a skydiver, a nigga got drag
Like a car driver, plus i'va
Spit saliva, liver, than
("bam!") mo' bitches than a drunk driver
Faster than a crackhead, mo'
Than a loco I gotcha in a chokehold
I'm to rid the city of them wack-ass groups
wack-ass lyrics with them wack-ass loops
They fakin like gangsters, into a crip-tonight/kryptonite
They faze me, cause we can still fight
But look, it's all comin (up) up (up)
Up and without bummin
But a nigga don't no wonderwoman, hmm, I wonder
Who she been shuckin and and fuckin
Or some bitch lois cause the hoe is the lowest
And she's whiter than snow is ("too of that snow white!")
I think I'll fly back to the
Kick it with the homies 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 nigga boogieman is out to make a killin
So wastin time leapin over tall buildings
I can get loose like fluid
Like - I can, run right through it
I see walls, 'specially at the malls
Ladies dressing rooms is my duty calls
A lot of niggaz be trickin they powers
Givin money, and flyin 'em flowers
(but can you think of one thing you ever gave a )
No we super niggaz, not captain save-a-hoe
So back on up look, I'll catch yo' ass so
And letcho' ass we the wrong super niggaz to be fuckin wit
I flash like lightning, as bombs
I flied back twenty years ago and fucked your
And now ninety-fo', ain't shit changed
But now you call me daddy, when you my name
Cause youse a silly mortal, you down for combat
super nigga, and you an uncle tom cat
When I'm rollin through the they wonder is he
The nephew, of aunt
Or dizzy gillespie, and the 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 below half, do the math
I'm the m-a-n,
I got a fly with an invisible plane
Me and her be doin some shit
I get the skins, in the cockpit
She be everything from mommy to jesus
Just ask the homies, them niggaz can see us
Cause them niggaz too, from the crew
So stay tuned, for more adventures of.. a super nigga

[king
Mr. king tee motherfuckers from the boondox
I bust the drunken on my corner with the boombox
I'm badder than the inmate at (? )
Retarded, but let me you what this can do
Create fright, niggaz to touch the mic
I shock 'em, amazed cause the wino 'em
The best yet to really catch wreck on the scene
O.g. from the alkaholik
I scream (ahhh!) let my backbone slip
get it on then take another sip
Make it hip, a feeling mc's forget
Bust crazy rounds then another clip (well bust it)
Like r. kelly, "my telling me no!"
But that, I kick the ill flow
And deep down, I know is jeal'
Cause I'm all the hoes and dickin 'em swell
But hey, cut the crap, cause like I'm back
To give you what you want, I don't front or rap
With the bo, ba-ba-bye, the wicked with tha
I'm wild like a winner with the lot-to
But kick it, you grab a comb and try to pick it
The nappy head sound comin the underground
Oh shit it's the great, the man with the
I I'm all that.. ("it's a crow, it's a bat, no it's..")