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 a playa, I just wanna be friends

Every, everybody wants a
Who got cars and ice, walks into the ghetto get bar
Makes all the girls look think
Yeah, he got money 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 brotha with money in his pocket
He got a girl could want, think maybe he don't

Some sistas 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

Come here love, love, let me holla at you
'Cause you got is worth more 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 think that 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 fiction
he be strip 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 mind the way he
And you said that his stinks

But all of added up
Doesn't equal a fresh
think 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 think he don't
High post brotha, money in his
He got everything a girl could want, I maybe he don't

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

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

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

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