Luyện nghe bài hát Jang a Lang

- nelly) 2x
If you big thangs, put your hands high as you can
Get your shit man, no difference from where you came, uh
I ain't ballin out here, no, I ain't playin no
I got a new for niggas with change, jang a lang

(penelope)
Make way for the new breed bitch of millennium
Stack chips, the pistol grip why? 'cause I'm offendin 'em
nothin but cavada shit, I'm the baddest
The ice head to toe, with that plaid shit
Mo' potent than I cut cocaine, through vein
Off the hook, a look, I'm the chick, I can't be tamed
One like the highest breed, papi capche?
One drove home from italy, is y'all me?
Be a mistress to none, but all to some
Let me break you off a little, you how it's done
Eyes trip for this goddess, gambino got funds
And some fish are flights for me to reno
I see no other way for me to tell you how I
You wanna stick and move now fuckin with the real deal
Hold still, let lady let loose
Keep them chips nigga or your neck'll catch a nuece

(chorus)

(murphy lee)
Now y'all know me, I like an old school ozzie jersey
Old school jordans, head band says "murphy"
Stone washed, as hell, double xl, with the sleeve off
On my way to a few g's off
Ease off, doin thirty-five, smokin fire, makin a
I'm doin thirty now, riskin my
clients on my cell phone, typin on my two-way
Rollin a blunt, still drivin, at movies
Young dude be floatin the like cab drivers
Professional but still keep it like allen iverson
I'm liver than jay, dave and kathy and
Been on more mtv shows than butthead and
Keep a with the gas money, fast money, me and slo down, huh
We had to buy up the town
It's like a movie, oohhweee, doobies in a
do what I say so I just tell 'em to do me

(chorus)

(keyjuan)
Ay, you know where my change comes from, I spits
You know what them look at dirty, my big tires
My attire forty-two denim, I sag in 'em
Dress eyes and ride hot and jags in 'em
Let him talk his jazz, the tag gon' get 'em?
I hit him in clutch time, roll up his dutch time
"no more herb", no line, "uh oh" is my punch line
I'm hungry like a standin in lunch lines
Crossed the gun line, boss, like ray and
I know niggas that they money then pay they broads
I'm the lou, kinda new, I'm a make my laws
When I pull up on the lot, it be, it's like pause
(ay, yo' range at? )
It's outside you wanna it?
(ay, yo' name at? )
It's in the source, you seen it?
(ay, where yo' at? )
You tell dirty, I'm sparklin?
Split it, fill it up, wrap it and it

(chrorus)