Luyện nghe bài hát Get Your Mind Right Mami

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

Relax yourself, let your be free
You now with them thugs from the ROC
Ain't no on the planet that you'd rather be
But in the blue flame, 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 a week, watch your arm freeze up

get right, A to a D cup
Weave get tight, pedicure feet 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 proud of

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

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

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

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

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

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

You gotta play your part when rollin' with the ROC
(C'mon mama, c'mon)
You gotta know what it 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 right mami, get your right)
(C'mon girl, c'mon)
And I need girls, for my gangsta family
(Get mind right mami, get your 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 fuckin' with me, ain't all you can be

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

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

So I can, feel like a player 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 if she's not she mine
She fallin' fo' a nigga and I even dropped a line

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

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

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

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