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 cases of Belvedere, we gon' play or dare
We gon' get to know one another
All you gotta do is put your hair down, get mind right
You know I mean? I'm here for you, yo

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

Cross to the Roc, make yourself hot
The topic of discussion in nail shop
It's a society, all we ask is trust
And within a week, watch your arm up

get right, A to a D cup
Weave get tight, pedicure your up
Ears get iced, gear get
hoodrat to superstar, there's your life

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

Get mind right mami, get your mind right
You gotta play your part when you're 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 right mami, get your mind right
I need a gangsta girl, who can in my passenger seat
Get your mind mami, get your mind right
And I need 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 dentures
How to play it when police come to pinch us

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

When the beeper goes off, please reach
Like you put a ring or spend on Bleek
Get your mind right, baby, goin' mine crazy
I'm in the shower, star 69 me crazy

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

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

I you and you paid me
Believe me when I tell you, I know you a freak
For fuckin' with me, that all you can be

Just put mind to it you can go real far
I know times gettin' hard on the
They say, is dead, man, pimpin' ain't dead
These hoes just scared and they 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 'em, uh, uh, but I can do that there
Put on a three suit and Shirley Temple my hair

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

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

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

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

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