Luyện nghe bài hát Brotha Man

[Intro: Rocky]
Young man, brotha brotha, you gotta fight for
for somethin', brotha understand, God don't make the plays
Take the truth, get through, ride your wave, just keep it
We'll fight the blues, we'll the blues
Brotha man, young man, let me you somethin'
Young man, man, brotha man
You gotta fight for somethin', stand for
That's what the told me
It was a poet like you know it but
I'd rather talk about how my is frozen and I
I'd talk about the banging hoes and then
Stay up in the bitches she dozing

French Montana]
When I went to my brotha, him "Help me please"
Now we hop out the PJs by the beach
My old bitch "Come back, come back
Come back,
Come back (come back) come (come back)
Come back (come back)

1: A$AP Rocky & Snoop Dogg]
Harlem nights, speed, God speed
Speed it Grease Lightnin', leather on my six-speed bike
Bicycle tires, diamonds, popsicle stripes
Pop (sicles) pop (sicles) for the
Pop-pop wheelies on the bikes, 15 sellin' china white
Cops stoppin' if you of white
Pop pop like you of right
Take heed, lil' nigga, lowkey, take on a nigga

[Bridge: Rocky & Frank Ocean]
Smooth 'round the boulevard back in the days on the train
Ride the bus before I ride nigga wave
Beautiful, the flat like ass is pre-Onika (yeah)
You the version, you the baby sneaker

[Verse 2: Rocky]
I wonder how it feel to live or be like you
Album three and keep it G like Q
Heard you get fly like G, like 2
Nah more 4, like 3, not 2
Shittin' on these like P, like U
Drip Raheem and Q, got like juice
hubby got life, he got three strikes too
Real niggas like me, like you
That's why I got a with a green light too
I don't even make a scene, I just swing right
I'm just bangin' on my Qs and my Ps soup
Walk in my shoes, follow me like

[Pre-Chorus: Rocky]
Brotha man, man, let me tell you somethin'
Young man, brotha-brotha, gotta fight for
Stand for somethin', understand, God don't make the plays
Take the truth, get through, ride wave, just keep the truth

[Chorus: French Montana & Ocean]
Remember when I went to my brotha, him "Help me please"
Now we hop out the PJs, by the beach
My old bitch yellin' "Come back, come
Come back,
back (come back) come back (come back)
Come (come back) babe

[Outro: Ocean]
You're a cornstar, all you fuck is corn broads (you pop)
Frenchie faux pas you ain't had no pa
Your dealer got like an outfielder
(Are you, are you, are you?)
Getting that God's view towers
Lookin' downward like I'm Donald