Luyện nghe bài hát It's the Postaboy

Uh, yeah,
Harlem, Postaboy, go
Harlem, PB, Rock, woo woo
Uhh, go

I'ma show you how we get like, with this pound like
Since I'm in a Caddy P this what it like
Uhh, yeah this what you clowns
And since you're on my nigga this what uptown like
Geah, I'm on top of my A
Blew two hundred thou', got it back on the gang
back in the building
The 106 hall of famer t-shirt is in the ceiling
I'm a new artist but it's like I'm platinum
day, spend superstar rapper bucks
Go to the dealer, cop after trucks
as a kite, rollin dutch after dutch
Honey leavin the scene me
Now she wanna get a room, but at 119 me
Lowrider jeans, fanny out the pants
Do the snake, the wop and the dance, ohh!

Make way it's the
Yeah the Postaboy, the Wonder Boy
We got the ladies in the club makin all noise
Winning Team outside, you see our toys (woo woo)
Make way it's the
the Postaboy, with the Wonder Boy
They got the ladies in the crowd makin all that
Beep beep, I'm a boss, I don't my toys

You can me uptown, uptown, low in cement B's
up in the club like the {?}
I know why you hate me, I'm tryin to date me
a hot mami Tammy at AE
Jump, I say that I'm
And how thirsty all these hoes is
Wide door with the rings in they noses
I J, then they knockin at my door like
I checkin my peep mo'
I from Harlem, the home of the hustler negroes
Like, R.P.,
Jim Ice, Nicky Barnes, and my nigga Bumpy
All I is a pair of my Pro*Keds
moon part and a two-wheel moped
Quarter water, Chu's for my honey
It's the Postaboy, Winning Team, good

I said throw yo' in the motherfuckin urr
The roof on and not a muh'fucker curr
There's so many bunnies and I'm over her
Every time I turn around, durr, couple durr
Hey! I'm mixin my two-step
Now little birdie wanna call me Hugh
Pimp so 'til there ain't no juice left
I around the world, I done toured the U.S.

we go, c'mon
Now here we go,
Now we go, c'mon
Now here we go,
Yeah!

- 2X