Luyện nghe bài hát High Post Brotha

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

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

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

Some sistas the balla
But mentally can he really play
by out the ghetto conversations
His oh, so so small

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

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

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

He got juice or is he pulp
Heard he be clubs
Trickin' 'dubs he got big pub
Is it his image or him that you in love

You on some shit but you was never
I ain't superficial when rent's due is trip what a do
You don't like his the way he looks
And you said his breath stinks

But all of that up
Doesn't equal a mink
Let's who you are
You the moon baby so the superstar

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

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

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

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

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