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 just wanna be

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

He's a post 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 want the
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 you got is worth more than a dollar or two
Soil another nigga's game I wouldn't do
But you my girl and I can tell that its you

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

He got juice or is he fiction
Heard he be clubs
'dubs like 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 rent's due is trip what a chick do
You don't like his the way he looks
And you said that his breath

But all of that 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 want, I think maybe he don't
High post brotha, in his pocket
He got everything a girl could want, I think he don't

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

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

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

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