Luyện nghe bài hát Ill Na Na

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Huh, all up in ya like a when I
Johnny Blaze, the Iron
Brown, the Ill Na Na
Destination,

Yo Na Na, so ill, week out
Shipped a a mil, niggaz freaked out
all about sex, pard-on, check your facts
And the track record, I'm all about
my ass, half naked, lovin' this life
Waitin' for 'Kim' album to drop, it's tight
Standin' stage, closin' the show, holdin' a gat

Since you opened up, I know you're it's wack
Niggaz, my name on record straight whylin'
Maybe I'll answer back when you reach a hundred
This is night and the Mercedes's tight
When I'm coming home? tonight
Leave my food by the microwave, kiss the goodnight
It's my time to shine, it's playtime
I'ma try to my ground, know when I fall
I left your ass alone, hopin' I call

got the illest pussy on the planet?
Sugar walls comin' down, niggaz can't it, the Ill Na Na
True Absolut Vodka, straight
For the has-beens and have-nots, dolla
Real and it don't stop, we up
First the mansion then the yacht, sound
Straight cash get got,
Tryin' to hunt down the Fox, the Ill Na Na

No more sexin' me all night, it's alright
While I'm lookin over your shoulder, the hall light
You hate when it's a ball, Ladies, this ain't handball
Nigga hit these walls right before I call
In the morning when it's all bright, eggs over
Hope you my shit tight when I open my eyes
While I'm eatin', dressed up, this ain't yo' pad
I left some money on the dresser, you a cab

No more, sharin' I pain, sharin' I
It's time to outslick niggaz, ladies sharin' our
Put it in high gear, the eye wear
Nas ruled the world but now my year
And from, here on I solemnly
To my own like Pee Wee in a movie theater
Yeah, I don't a man's wealth
But I can do bad by my damn
And uhh

Who's got the illest pussy on the
Sugar walls comin' down, can't stand it, the Ill Na Na
True Absolut Vodka, straight
For the has-beens and have-nots, dolla
Real and it don't stop, we up
First the then the yacht, sound proper
Straight cash get got,
Tryin' to hunt down the Fox, the Ill Na Na

Uhh,
Not, not
Dolla dolla, stop
c'mon, yah, it's the Ill Na Na

No more waitin' to exhale, we takin' deep
Ladies take this over, I be Fox so peep
Love thyself no one above thee
ain't nobody gon' love me like me
If he, don't do the right thing Spike Lee
Bye bye Wifey, him lose his Nike's
Hit the
Mami me in order to find a prince
You gotta kiss some

Who's got the illest pussy on the
Sugar comin' down, niggaz can't stand it, the Ill Na Na
True Vodka, straight shots
For the has-beens and have-nots, dolla
Real and it don't stop, we up
First the mansion the yacht, sound proper
cash get got, bloodhounds
Tryin' to down the Brown Fox, the Ill Na Na