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' play or dare
We gon' get to know one another
All you gotta do is put hair down, get your 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 place on the that 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 shop
a secret society, all we ask is trust
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

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

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

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

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, this work in your dentures
How to play it when police come to pinch us

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

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

Track my last call, contact my
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 what it takes to be down with a nigga like me
(Get mind 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 girls, for my gangsta family
(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

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

But who's to lead Talk shit to 'em and beat 'em
Get they mind and feed 'em
Now I need '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 player when I in the place
Got yo' all on my line and now she up in my face
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, and get your mind right
C'mon little mama,
Get your mind right, bitch, get your mind
baby girl, c'mon, c'mon

You gotta play part when 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 your mind right, baby, get your mind
And I need gangsta girls for my family

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