Luyện nghe bài hát NaNa

[Verse 1: Chance The
Introducin' the Ruthless
Trip 'shrooms and
is lucid
Loosely on music
my mucus
Hope your pussy get herpes and yo' ass get
Deuces Douches. deuce I'll shoot ya (BANG)
Shoes might boot cha and a suit suit cha
be on bullshit but they really don't do shit
They use of illusion could Confucius
Nasty, ashy, cigarette ashing, 'til my get raspy
Last suspended
Last night Va$htie
Parleyed with
Always in the hallway, so I never been
(Ha ha ha) up

Na na na, na na na
Na na na, na na na
Na na na, na na na
(Igh, igh, igh, igh!)

[Verse 2: the Rapper]
I acid, get it? Acid
Melts plastic, I spit fired
Pad my palette, talkin'
If was work, I'd get higher
Pardon my mishaps, burp and get
Fart and get bitch-slapped, bourbon mixed with jack
Lickety-split, it! He slipped on a shell
From peelin' banana back
Give me my
Don't break me off shit, batch, fack is you mean
Zan that lean bitch, zan with that lean bitch
Zen with chakra
I eat it Idi Amin, Ya Kna Wha Mean
Hit me back that mean shit

[Verse 3: Bronson]
Introducin', Bronsonlino
With my hair back, I look like Rick Pitino
3 Japanese in my El Camino
trees blow, oh
I rep the East Coast, I got a of hoes like Pat Summit
I look like Arnold in a black hummer (Get to the chopper!)
I splash like a fast brother
With a number on his back, no fumblin', in fact, I'm -
Back, in my hat
Shoot then pass the gat, it's at the of the river in a plastic bag
My new shorty got a gymnastic
87 green on a classic jag
She had the cleft palate, I ordered chef's
She had the foot, with that little arm
I couldn't but laugh, she ordered Chicken Parm
I had the full warm-up with the Pippens on

Suck my motherfucking dick, it's the young Velarde
Queens,
me