Luyện nghe bài hát Brotha Man

[Intro: Rocky]
man, brotha brotha, you gotta fight for somethin'
Stand for somethin', brotha understand, God don't the plays
the truth, get through, ride your wave, just keep it true
We'll fight the blues, fight the blues
man, young man, let me tell you somethin'
Young man, man, brotha man
You fight for somethin', stand for somethin'
what the poem told me
It was a greater poet like you it but
I'd talk about 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
When I to my brotha, told him "Help me please"
Now we hop out the PJs posted by the
My old bitch yellin' "Come back, back
back, babe
Come back (come back) back (come back)
Come back (come back)

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

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

[Verse 2: A$AP
Flacko I wonder how it to live or be like you
Album three and keep it G like Q
Heard you niggas get fly G, like 2
Nah more like 4, 3, not 2
Shittin' on these niggas P, like U
Drip Raheem and Q, got Hi-C like
Mama hubby got life, he got three too
Real bleed like me, like you
That's why I got a beam with a green too
I even make a scene, I just swing right through
I'm just bangin' on my Qs and my Ps like
Walk in my shoes, follow me like

[Pre-Chorus: A$AP
Brotha man, man, let me tell you somethin'
Young man, brotha-brotha, gotta for somethin'
Stand for somethin', brotha understand, God make the plays
Take the truth, get through, ride your wave, just keep the

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

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