Luyện nghe bài hát High Post Brotha

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

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

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

Some sistas want the
But mentally can he play ball
by out the ghetto conversations
His mentality's oh, so so

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 more than a dollar or two
another 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
to get the car fixin'

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

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

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

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

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

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