Luyện nghe bài hát Get Your Mind Right Mami

Sup ma? You want to roll us, y'knowhatI'msayin'?
It's good, love, it's all love
Got of Belvedere, we gon' play truth or dare
We really get to know one another
All you gotta do is put your hair down, get mind right
You know what I I'm here for you, yo

yourself, let your conscience be free
You now rollin' them thugs from the ROC
Ain't no place on the that you'd rather be
But in the flame, bitch you're new to the game

over to the Roc, make yourself hot
The topic of discussion in every shop
It's a secret society, all we ask is
And within a week, your arm freeze up

get right, A to a D cup
Weave get tight, pedicure your up
Ears get iced, get spiced
From hoodrat to superstar, your life

Fuck with Hova, he can take you out of your
Say bye to Reebok, say hi to
Say hi to Gucci, Prada as
Take a in the mirror, be proud of yourself

Get your mind right mami, get your right
You gotta your part when you're rollin' with the ROC
Get your right mami, get your mind right
You gotta what it takes to be down with a nigga like me

Get your mind right mami, get mind right
I need a gangsta girl, who can ride in my passenger
Get your mind right mami, get your mind
And I gangsta girls, for my gangsta family

Yo, I'm young Memphis, used to play the
Now I'm the teacher, c'mere, let me teach ya
how to play them benches, hold this work in your
How to play it cool when police to pinch us

Relax mami, let the Belvy
the 'dro, exhale it slow
I could teach you how to roll, teach you 'bout fly
Teach you how to keep nose up out of my shit

When the beeper goes off, don't reach
Like you put a ring or cheese on Bleek
Get your right, baby, goin' through mine crazy
When I'm in the shower, star 69 me

Track my call, contact my broad
With a bitch or two had physical contact in the
You got issues you need to iron out
I will, holla, for now you on out

You play your part when you're rollin' with the ROC
(C'mon mama, c'mon)
You gotta what it takes to be down with a nigga like me
(Get your right mami, get your mind right)
(C'mon mama, c'mon)

I need a gangsta girl, who can ride in my seat
(Get your mind mami, get your mind right)
(C'mon girl, c'mon)
And I need gangsta girls, for my gangsta
(Get your mind right mami, get mind right)
(C'mon mama, c'mon)

I you and you paid me
me when I tell you, girl I know you a freak
For with me, that ain't all you can be

Just put mind to it you can go real far
I times gettin' hard on the boulevard
say, pimpin' is dead, man, pimpin' ain't dead
These hoes scared and they blind tryin' and dyin' to be lead

But who's to 'em? Talk shit to 'em and beat 'em
Get they mind and feed 'em
Now I don't need 'em, uh, uh, but I can do there
Put on a three piece suit and Shirley my hair

So I can, like a player when I walk in the place
Got yo' bitch all on my and now she up in my face
Is this yo' bitch is that yo' bitch 'cuz if she's not she
She fo' a nigga and I ain't even dropped a line

Get out my limelight, bitch and get your right
C'mon little mama,
Get your right, bitch, get your mind right
C'mon girl, c'mon, c'mon

You gotta your part when you're rollin' with the ROC
Get your right mami, get your mind right
You gotta know what it takes to be down a nigga like me
Get your mind right ma, get your right

I a gangsta girl, who can ride in my passenger seat
Got to get your right, baby, get your mind right
And I need gangsta for my gangsta family

Get your mind right mami, get mind right
Get your mind ma, get your mind right, huh?
Got to get your mind right, baby, get your right