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

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

Cross to the Roc, make yourself hot
The topic of discussion in every nail
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, your feet up
Ears get iced, get spiced
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 your mind mami, get your mind right
You gotta play your part you're rollin' with the ROC
Get your mind right mami, get mind right
You gotta know it takes to be down with a nigga like me

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

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

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

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

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 play your 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 mind right mami, get your right)
(C'mon mama, c'mon)

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

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

put your mind to it you can go real far
I know gettin' hard on the boulevard
They say, pimpin' is dead, man, pimpin' dead
These hoes just scared and they blind and dyin' to be lead

But to lead '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 piece suit and Shirley Temple my

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

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

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

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

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