Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Nigga

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

And it out now
Who is the cat out on the town
And make the whole room turn they head round
Mr Nigga, Nigga
He got the in the trunk 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 play him a chump cause he got what they want

He thirty years old but already he's a pro
Designer trousers slung low cause his stay swoll'
Could afford to get up and be he go
V.I.P. at the club, backstage at the
(Yes y'all) the crib, the best clothes
Hottest whips on the road and wrists on froze (say word)
Checks O's o-o-o-o-ohs
Straight all across the globe watch got three
Keep the 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 officer?" Damn straight, it's called race
That motivate the (woo-woo) to give chase
Say want you successful, but that ain't the case
You living large, your skin is dark they flash a light in your

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

Yo, the Abstract the Mighty Mos Def
White got it muffled across beneath they breathe
"I say it"
But say it out loud again
When get with they close associates and friends
You know, sneak it in with they at the job
Happy hour at the bar while song is in they car
And even if they've never it, lips stay sealed
They actions reveal how their really feel
Like, late night I'm on a class flight
The only brother in sight the flight catch fright
I sit in my seat, 2C
She approach officially about, "Excuse me"
Her lips curl up into a tight
Cause she don't believe that I'm in the place
Showed her my boarding pass, and she sort of gasped
All put an extra lime on my water glass
An hour later here she by walking past
"I to be a pest but my son would love your autograph"
(Wow, Mr. Nigga I love you, I have all albums!)
They on nigga patrol on american roads
And when you travel abroad they got nigga law
Some folks get on a plane go as please
But I go over seas and I get
London Heathrow, me and my
They think that illegal's a for negro
Far away places, customs agents
They think the face is smuggle weight in they cases
Bags inspected, now we
Attention to contents of our intestines
Urinalysis by X-rays
and detained til damn near the next day
No evidence, no apology and no
Even for the big rap star
For us especially, us most
A Mr Nigga VIP jail cell 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 they it stressful
You start pace, they start changing up the tempo

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

You can laugh and criticize Michael if you wanna
Woody Allen, molested and his step-daughter
Same press kicking dirt on name
Show Woody and Soon-Yi at the playoff game, holding
Sit back and just bug, about that
Would he get that type of dap if his name was Black?
O.J. found innocent by a jury of his
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 face is white?
If white boys it, well, it's success
When I doing, well, it's suspect
Don't hate me, my folks is poor, I just got
America's five centuries in cotton money
You see a lot of brothers caked up, yo up
It's new, y'all off of slave traders paper
But I'm a though, yo I'm a live though
I'm up the big swing for my kids yo
Got my mom the fat water-front yo
I'm a get her them bay windows
I'm a cop a nice home to in
A safe for seeds to reside in
A fresh whip for my whole to ride in
And if I'm still Mr Nigga, I won't find it