Luyện nghe bài hát Brotha Man

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

[Chorus: French
I went to my brotha, told him "Help me please"
Now we hop out the PJs posted by the
My old bitch yellin' "Come back, back
Come back,
back (come back) come back (come back)
Come (come back) babe

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

A$AP Rocky & Frank Ocean]
Smooth durag 'round the boulevard back in the days on the
Ride the bus before I ride another wave
Beautiful, the water's like ass is pre-Onika (yeah)
You the version, you the baby sneaker

2: A$AP Rocky]
Flacko I wonder how it feel to live or be you
Album number and keep it G like Q
Heard you niggas get fly G, like 2
Nah more 4, like 3, not 2
Shittin' on these like P, like U
Drip and Q, got Hi-C like juice
Mama hubby got life, he got strikes too
Real niggas bleed me, like you
That's why I got a with a green light too
I don't even make a scene, I just swing through
I'm just bangin' on my Qs and my Ps soup
Walk in my shoes, me like suit

[Pre-Chorus: A$AP
Brotha man, young man, let me you somethin'
Young man, brotha-brotha, gotta fight for
for somethin', brotha understand, God don't make the plays
Take the truth, get through, ride your wave, just the truth

[Chorus: French Montana & Frank
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
back, babe
Come (come back) come back (come back)
Come back (come back)

[Outro: Frank
You're a cornstar, all you fuck is corn (you fucking pop)
Frenchie faux pas cause you had no pa
Your dealer got catches an outfielder
(Are you, are you, are you?)
that God's view from towers
Lookin' downward like I'm Donald