Luyện nghe bài hát Blowin' Trees

Yes sir
Nappy
I gotta go
Aww

I myself up in the sky again, fly-in
So sincere, my dear, when I I cry within
It's lonesome here, painted oh so clear
Represent the slums, nappy through most of the
(Nappy roots!)
Shouts out to aliyah, live the life and very
On my wall I gotcha picture, God witcha
It's all on us, boys in God we trust
Regardless what, this ya boy R. prophit

head and all, is the life for me
Grab my yea and we blowin'
This is the God chose for me, chose for me
Nappy head and all, is the for me
Grab my yea and we trees
is the life God chose for me, chose for me, chose for me

I love my apple corn home, gave my favorite away
Went from bald headed to all-dreaded, to enough to braid
It could be my lucky day, nappy up the shades
Think I'm frontin', I'm cuttin' with my trucks and blades

Let that man speak, up grab all my meat
Greet you with my balls and my word in every
You straight, you worthless queer, price this landscape
Awake, to a of a homemade pancake
Used to picture at the NFL draft
I just remove the lens cap
But I kept my mouthpiece and my chinstrap
I it all for a pimp hat
Big body hog, new rag-top, pitch

Being average is okay, being different is
as you stay in your means
Then you know you keepin' it real yo'self
And that's right there

head and all, is the life for me
Grab my yea and we trees
This is the life God for me, chose for me
Nappy and all, is the life for me
my yea and we blowin' trees
This is the God chose for me, chose for me, chose for me

I'm in the '81 Seville, but got spend
Limo tint, but see we ridin' it like it's a
Clamp like a pimp
(Puff like a pimp)
I'm corners most players won't attempt
Skinny type, betcha bottom dollar that's fa sure
Nappy gonna be alright, ups and downs and back and fer'
What the ya talkin' 'bout? How much it cost to floss and ball
We did it on a budget, rep the country we fall

Playa we in this biz
(Nappy!)
My love is in the and the people that's near
They me dang, do anything for me dang
a livin' outta whattchu call ugly dang
With nothin' to lose, we get it in
But nappy done paid the dues
Hustlin', backwards-ass this one here's for you
You in the way, get out the
We through, with shit to prove
Ain't nan thing you can tell me 'fore observin' what we to do

head and all, is the life for me
Grab my yea and we blowin'
This is the life God for me, chose for me
Nappy and all, is the life for me
Grab my yea and we trees
This is the life God for me, chose for me, chose for me