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Nappy Roots Wooden Leather

microphones And every county 'cross the nation, every house and every basement Hustlers on street corners live by a beat that's constantly changin' The one thing stays basic, nappy roots

Yo Alright It's that new Wooden Leather Yo, well it's a new day, full of them grits You cooked the Sunday meal at six Lets get it while this gettin'

to the sky Turn up the music just ride We representin' right (We are on a holiday) We are because I am I am because we are Hey, its Nappy Roots Day (

I'm sick and tired of bein' criticized I'm sick and tired of barely gettin' by I'm sick and tired of not livin' right I'm sick and tired of bein' sick

Wise words bein' spoke, huh, y'all know what it is Nap, Nappy Roots, can I start this one off? Okay Each day I listen what the streets say, like a DJ

in your city? How ya gonna act when nappy roots in your city? Whatcha gonna do when we pull up in your city? How ya gonna act when nappy roots in your

These walls are closin' in How long am I supposed to grin? I've lost my will to win Forgive my sin These walls are closin' in How long am I supposed to

Dogs, Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.'s Skinny talkin' 'bout that wood with that custom leather, bangin' down I, 65 Slaw and slum but dubs are better, who you think gon' keep it live? It's Nappy

I got a job to do [Skinny Deville] I'm up early in the mornin 'fore the rooster gets to yawnin Last night The House of Blues was jumpin, Nappy Roots