Luyện nghe bài hát High Post Brotha

Everybody the hero, who just wants the man?
Who fights with his and does the best he can
Everybody wants a playa, I wanna be friends

Every, everybody a superstar
Who got cars and ice, walks into the get pussy bar
all the girls look think twice
Yeah, sista he got and thangs but is he nice for you

a high post brotha with money in his pocket
He got everything a girl could want, think maybe he
High post with money in his pocket
He got everything a girl could want, think he don't

Some want the balla
But can he really play ball
Dumbfounded by out the conversations
His oh, so so small

Get the cream, get the
Get the cars, he to go far
But how far is too far

here love, chicka love, let me holla at you
'Cause what you got is worth than a dollar or two
Soil another nigga's usually I wouldn't do
But you my girl and I can tell its bothering you

This mother, ah must think that he a to you
You got vision but boys the view
I know he yo tuition
Payin' to get the car

He got juice or is he fiction
Heard he be strip
Trickin' like he got big pub
Is it his or him that you in love with

You on some shit but you was superficial
I ain't superficial when rent's due is what a chick do
You don't like his the way he looks
And you said his breath stinks

But all of that up
equal a fresh mink
Let's who you are
You the moon baby so fuck the

he's a high post brotha, money in his pocket
He got everything a girl could want, I maybe he don't
post brotha, money in his pocket
He got a girl could want, I think maybe he don't

Maybe he
I think he don't
he don't
I think maybe he
I think he don't

I think maybe he
Maybe he
I think he don't
Maybe he
I think maybe he
I think maybe he

I think maybe he
I maybe he don't
I think he don't

Don't, don't, don't, don't,
I maybe he don't
I think maybe he