Luyện nghe bài hát Get Your Mind Right Mami

Sup ma? You want to roll us, y'knowhatI'msayin'?
good, it's love, it's all love
Got cases of Belvedere, we gon' truth or dare
We gon' 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

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

Cross to the Roc, make yourself hot
The of discussion in every nail 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, gear get
From hoodrat to superstar, your life

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

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

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

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

Relax mami, let the Belvy
Inhale the 'dro, exhale it
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, please don't
Like you put a ring or cheese on Bleek
Get mind right, baby, goin' through mine crazy
I'm in the shower, star 69 me crazy

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

You gotta your part when you're rollin' with the ROC
(C'mon mama, c'mon)
You know 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 a gangsta girl, who can ride in my passenger 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 your right)
(C'mon mama, c'mon)

I played you and you me
Believe me when I tell you, girl I you a freak
For fuckin' me, that ain't all you can be

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

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

So I can, feel like a when I walk in the place
Got yo' all on my line 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 mind right
C'mon little mama,
Get your right, bitch, get your mind right
C'mon girl, c'mon, c'mon

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

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

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