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

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

You can find me uptown, uptown, low in B's
Rollin up in the club the {?}
I don't know why you hate me, I'm to date me
a hot like Tammy at AE
Jump, I say that I'm
And just how all these hoes is
Wide door knockers the rings in they noses
I J, then knockin at my door like Jehovahs
I start checkin my mo'
I come from Harlem, the home of the negroes
Like, R.P.,
Jim Ice, Nicky Barnes, and my nigga Bumpy
All I is a pair of my Pro*Keds
Half moon part and a moped
water, Jimmy Chu's for my honey
It's the Postaboy, Winning Team, money

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

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

- 2X