Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Nigga

Say ho, say ho
By the way yo
I said shake soul like way back in the day-yo
By the way yo, say ho
say,
say

And it out now
Who is the cat out on the town
And make the dining room turn they head round
Mr Nigga, Nigga
He got the speakers in the with the bass on crunk
Who be riding up in the rise elevator
Other tenants who be they ain't the new neighbor
Mr Nigga, Nigga
They try to him like a chump cause he got what they want

He under thirty years old but he's a pro
Designer trousers slung low his pockets stay swoll'
Could to get up and be anywhere he go
V.I.P. at the club, backstage at the
(Yes y'all) the best crib, the clothes
Hottest whips on the neck and wrists on froze (say word)
with O's o-o-o-o-ohs
Straight all across the globe watch got time-zones
the digital phone up to his dome
Two assistants, two bank accounts, two
One problem; even with the O's on his
The po-po stop him and show no
"Is there a problem officer?" straight, it's called race
That the jake (woo-woo) to give chase
Say they want you successful, but ain't the case
You living large, your skin is dark flash a light in your face

Now, who is cat dining out on the
Maitre'd wanna take a whole to sit him down
Mr Nigga, Nigga
He got the speakers in the trunk with the bass on
Now, who is the cat at Armani buying
With the who be asking him, do you work here?
Mr Nigga, Nigga
Nigga

Yo, the with the Mighty Mos Def
White folks got it muffled across beneath breathe
"I say it"
But say it out loud again
When they get with they close associates and
You know, it in with they friends at the job
hour at the bar while this song is in they car
And even if they've said it, lips stay sealed
They actions reveal how their hearts feel
Like, late night I'm on a first flight
The only brother in the flight attendant catch fright
I sit in my seat, 2C
She approach talking about, "Excuse me"
Her lips up into a tight space
Cause she don't that I'm in the right place
Showed her my boarding pass, and then she sort of
All embarrassed put an extra lime on my water
An hour later here she by walking past
"I hate to be a but my son would love your autograph"
(Wow, Mr. Nigga I you, I have all your albums!)
They stay on nigga patrol on roads
And when you travel abroad they got world law
Some folks get on a plane go as they
But I go seas and I get over-seized
London Heathrow, me and my
think that illegal's a synonym for negro
Far away places, customs flagrant
They think the dark face is weight in they cases
Bags inspected, now we
Attention directed to contents of our
Urinalysis followed by
Interrogated and detained til near the next day
No evidence, no and no regard
Even for the big rap star
For us especially, us especially
A Mr Nigga VIP jail just for me
"If I knew you were coming I'd baked a cake
Just got some shoe-polish, my face"
They say they want you successful, but then make it stressful
You keeping pace, they start changing up the tempo

Now, who is cat out on the town
State trooper wanna stop him in his ride, pat him
Mr Nigga, Nigga
He got the speakers in the trunk the bass on crunk
Now, who is the cat the hundred dollar bill
They gotta send it to the back to make sure the shit is
Mr Nigga, Nigga
Nigga Nigga,

You can laugh and criticize Michael if you wanna
Woody Allen, and married his step-daughter
Same press kicking on Michael's name
Show Woody and Soon-Yi at the playoff game, holding
Sit back and just bug, about that
Would he get that of dap if his name was Woody Black?
O.J. innocent by a jury of his peers
And they been fucking that nigga for last five years
Is it fair, is it equal, is it just, is it
Do you do the same shit when the defendant is white?
If white doing it, well, it's success
When I doing, well, it's suspect
Don't me, my folks is poor, I just got money
America's five centuries deep in cotton
You see a lot of caked up, yo straight up
new, y'all living off of slave traders paper
But I'm a though, yo I'm a live though
I'm putting up the big for my kids yo
Got my mom the fat water-front yo
I'm a get her pretty bay windows
I'm a cop a home to provide in
A safe environment for to reside in
A fresh whip for my family to ride in
And if I'm still Mr Nigga, I won't find it