Luyện nghe bài hát Na Na

Ay, can you say gangsta shit, shit
Say gangsta shit, shit
Can you say shit, gangsta shit?
Say gangsta shit, I ain't no mo'

We 'bout to step up and on
We 'bout to up and move on, ya
We 'bout to step up and move on, on
We 'bout to up

Now, I still be bitches like it ain't shit, it ain't shit
'Cus I'm high program it and makin' hit
Whetha I'm in Da Da jeans or crape slacks
Flyest be the reason that my shit

'Cus when I'm on the
I'm all y'all up, all y'all up
The I get up on the mic and scoop up all mutts
All ya

I make my
Bitches shake y'all butts, shake y'all butts
And you you ballin', niggas wanna grab your Lux
Hangin' and bangin' niggas that bring the for real
And if you ain't gotta make a chip for my beats, no

'Cus I everything with no fuss, fuss
Spend 20 Gs on my record, it's plus
Fucking every competitor on the up
Then I to your city to get laid up

it everything I got, to stay paid up
And if you a nigga then say what

As we move toward the
broads on our right, broads on our right
And haters to the we part the way, we part the way
Put our prestige, prestige

We're really M A D, up
From the cage to the stage, we come to
AMG let um

With mo' bounce than a
Me and Q
a slip, I clown hoes wit a, hee-hah
Relax, the is real, cardiac tank, platinum and steel

I was up in the club, now I'm up in the
Had quarters, lucky we put in a bill

Cream de la cream, who you baby girl, him?
Up your ass in the rag jag to the gym
I ain't wit chu fo'
if it was'nt me, you probably be calling me a scrub

But you like the tubs, and the marble flows
a copper bitch, tryin' to be a platinum hoe

Head to toes and dont nobody wear no
No mo', take shit back
have a six pack
I cant even say no mo', my dick at?

As we move toward the
With broads on our right, broads on our
And haters to the left we part the way, we the way
Put our prestige, prestige

We're really M A D, we up
From the cage to the stage we come to play, we come to

Ay, We been doin' this shit since we was boys
So dont trip us, nigga, do your own shit

Gettin' for the crown ain't a puzzle for me
And you bitch niggas put a muzzle on me
'Cus when I'm gone on a rocket and a grape
I make the world when I let a tape loose

say ghetto niggas is desperate and we shiztee
But I down every celebrity bitch I see
game with my nigga Mr. AMG
And pop a games in a coochie if it's F A T, fo'

Treys, zeros, cuatro, I got you, friends
With new Mercedes men, what? All 5 O's
these pretty toe, hoes get liquefied, nut up
Mystified, shut up, get slide, if I memorize, hey

play you foeva, wood and the leatha
Me and DJ Q, me and AMG and the of the crew
And its plain to see, we Gs like guarantee
We make Gs guarantee, bitch

As we toward the light
broads on our right, with broads on our right
And haters to the we part the way, we part the way
Put our prestige, oh yeah, we're really M A D, we lite up
From the cage to the stage, and AMG, we come to play
We come to and play well

We to play
How you gon' play out us, baby?
We do our thing, 10 in the game
And nothing change, Q, tell them how we fell