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 race car driver, plus
Spit saliva, liver, mcgyver
("bam!") mo' bitches than a drunk driver
than a crackhead, mo' powerful
Than a loco when I in a chokehold
I'm here to rid the of them wack-ass groups
Them wack-ass lyrics with wack-ass loops
They fakin gangsters, turn into a crip-tonight/kryptonite
They don't faze me, cause we can fight
But look, it's all comin (up) up (up)
Up and away without
But a nigga don't need no wonderwoman, hmm, I
Who she been shuckin and and fuckin
Or some named lois cause the hoe is the lowest
And she's whiter snow is ("too much of that snow white!")
I I'll fly back to the hood
Kick it with the where you know it's all good
I'll be the superhero with a strap
I know I'm all that.. ("it's a crow, a bat, no it's..")

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

[king
Mr. insane king tee motherfuckers the boondox
I bust the style on my corner with the boombox
I'm than the baddest inmate at (? )
Retarded, but let me show you what can do
Create fright, niggaz scared to the mic
I shock 'em, amazed cause the rocked 'em
The yet to like really catch wreck on the scene
O.g. from the team
I just scream (ahhh!) let my backbone
get it on then take another sip
Make it hip, a feeling mc's won't
Bust crazy rounds then load clip (well bust it)
r. kelly, "my mind's telling me no!"
But fuck that, I kick the ill
And deep down, I know niggaz is
Cause I'm pullin all the hoes and 'em swell
But hey, cut the crap, cause like I'm back
To give you what you want, I don't or skip rap
With the bo, ba-ba-bye, the with tha likwit
I'm wild like a winner with the lot-to
But kick it, you could a comb and try to pick it
The nappy head sound comin the underground
Oh shit it's the great, the man the strap
I I'm all that.. ("it's a crow, it's a bat, no it's..")