Luyện nghe bài hát Super Nigga

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It's the in the sky
I don't a cape cause I'm already fly
a skydiver, a nigga got drag
Like a race car driver, plus
Spit saliva, liver, than
("bam!") bump mo' than a drunk driver
than a crackhead, mo' powerful
Than a loco when I gotcha in a
I'm here to rid the city of wack-ass groups
Them wack-ass with them wack-ass loops
They fakin gangsters, turn into a crip-tonight/kryptonite
They don't faze me, cause we can fight
But look, all about comin (up) up (up)
Up and without bummin
But a don't need no wonderwoman, hmm, I wonder
Who she been shuckin and and fuckin
Or some bitch named lois the hoe is the lowest
And she's than snow is ("too much of that snow white!")
I think I'll fly to the hood
it with the homies where you know it's all good
I'll be the first superhero a strap
I know I'm all that.. ("it's a crow, a bat, no it's..")

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

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