Luyện nghe bài hát High Post Brotha

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

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

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

sistas want the balla
But can he really 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 worth than a dollar or two
Soil another game usually I wouldn't do
But you my girl and I can tell that its you

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

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

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

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

'Cause he's a high 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 everything a girl could want, I maybe he don't

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

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

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

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