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, I leave I cry within
lonesome here, candy painted oh so clear
Represent the slums, nappy most of the year
(Nappy roots!)
Shouts out to aliyah, live the and very career
On my wall I gotcha picture, God pray
all on us, nappy boys in God we trust
Regardless what, this ya boy R. whassup?

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
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, my favorite brush away
Went from bald headed to all-dreaded, to enough to braid
It be my lucky day, nappy shirted up the shades
Think I'm frontin', I'm somethin' with my trucks and blades

Let that man speak, up grab all my meat
you with my balls and my word in every handshake
You damn straight, you worthless queer, this landscape
Awake, to a plate of a homemade
to picture myself at the NFL draft
I couldn't remove the lens cap
But I still my mouthpiece and my chinstrap
I it all for a pimp hat
Big body hog, new rag-top, pitch

Being average is okay, being is alright
Long as you in your means
Then you know you keepin' it with yo'self
And that's nappy right

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

I'm in the '81 Seville, but got spend
Limo tint, but see we ridin' it it's a Benz
Clamp somethin' a pimp
(Puff somethin' a pimp)
I'm cuttin' corners most players attempt
Skinny slum type, betcha bottom dollar that's fa
Nappy be alright, through ups and downs and back and fer'
What the hell ya talkin' 'bout? How it cost to floss and ball
We did it on a budget, rep the till we fall

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

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