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 P this what it sound like
Uhh, yeah this you clowns like
And since you're on my dick nigga this what like
Geah, I'm on top of my A
Blew two thou', got it back on the haste gang
Posta in the building
The 106 hall of famer t-shirt is in the ceiling
I'm a new artist but like I'm platinum plus
E'ry day, spend superstar bucks
Go to the dealer, cop trucks trucks
High as a kite, dutch after dutch
Honey the scene with me
Now she wanna get a room, but at 119 me
Lowrider jeans, pokin out the pants
Do the snake, the wop and the dance, ohh!

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

You can me uptown, uptown, low in cement B's
Rollin up in the club the {?}
I don't know why you hate me, I'm tryin to me
a hot mami Tammy at AE
Jump, I say I'm focused
And just how thirsty all these is
Wide knockers with the rings in they noses
I J, then they knockin at my door Jehovahs
I checkin my peep mo'
I come from Harlem, the of the hustler negroes
Like, R.P.,
Jim Ice, Nicky Barnes, and my nigga John
All I is a pair of my Pro*Keds
Half part and a two-wheel moped
Quarter water, Jimmy for my honey
It's the Postaboy, Winning Team, good

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

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

- 2X