Luyện nghe bài hát Hi Maintenance

(Lil' Mo)
M-O
Yo shorty can I
you always wanna lay- up on something
Touch
Then you gotta on something
Come off playa
Quit tryin to hold an
All this love aint for free nigga you think?
Like I'ma work for some while you cruisin your six
You gon' take me to the mall and flood out my wrist
Think I'ma let you hit for you put chairs up in bitch
I'ma have them kids and I aint seeing 'bout a grip
Shit I know what you heard
But that dough do
I wanna be so icy I the Wind-chill Factor
I wanna be up at the Grammy's to Jada and Will
And when they out my shine yo they both catch chill
I ball with the ballers
Wanna with the players
my best friend see me and she turn into a hater
I'm high
me with no fake money
Real niggas make
Real take money

You spend the dough you see
If you be with me
My hair my clothes my my feet
Aint over here for free
You gotta spend the you see
If you wanna be me

Playboy you buy broad gators
You car payments
Playboy you buy broad bracelets
all high maintenance

Start with the
All bitches suck
All bitches shit
All bitches pussy
Shit all bitches high
Ya 'll pussy worth gators and tennis bracelets
they keep pictures of niggas they take it in the basement
You give her
Take her to Vegas (that's maintenance)
You payin' Navigator car payments (that's maintenance)
Nigga you keep her draped stupid jewels and loot to play with
Thinkin you a player you really losin papers
On vacations
at crustaceans
Crack (?) take off the cape its
You remind me of them broad playas date Caucasians
Fuck they off and don't (?)
But playa
Go buy her (?) even Estada
Not knowing she just fucked your patna
You still put baguettes on her
And get engaged with a bitch who shit
That broad high

Mo]
Nigga don't flip over that to Nevada
Only that I went was to trick yo dollars
Sip
Oh yeah let me ya
If you was circumcised I wouldn't hit you patna
Cause all girls want niggas to (we high maintenance)
And all niggas better give us the (so just face it)
And since you payin for my car, my crib, my hair, my gear, my
You tell me who's really the ho

I the one
The one that get like a pooper-scooper
These chicken in my Coupe with the roof up
I get in between the like a Ku Klux
two nuts (then do what?)
Fuck in yo crew that knew ya (then do what?)
Scramble through your purse and steal your credit (do what?)
Do doughnuts in yo until I wreck the car (do what?)
my broad
Check my
Sex her
it in one eye
Still won't get my
naw...