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, this what you clowns like
And since you're on my dick nigga this uptown like
Geah, I'm on top of my A
Blew two hundred thou', got it 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 like I'm platinum plus
day, spend superstar rapper bucks
Go to the dealer, cop after trucks
High as a kite, rollin dutch after
leavin the scene with 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 the Postaboy
Yeah the Postaboy, the Wonder Boy
We got the ladies in the club all that noise
Winning Team outside, you 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 find me uptown, uptown, low in B's
up in the club like the {?}
I don't know why you me, I'm tryin to date me
a hot like Tammy at AE
Jump, I say I'm focused
And just how all these hoes is
Wide door with the rings in they noses
I J, they knockin at my door like Jehovahs
I start checkin my mo'
I from Harlem, the home of the hustler negroes
Like, R.P.,
Jim Ice, Nicky Barnes, and my Bumpy John
All I need is a pair of my
Half moon part and a two-wheel
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 fire and not a muh'fucker
There's so bunnies and I'm seein over her
Every time I turn around, couple durr, durr
Hey! I'm mean my two-step
Now little birdie wanna call me Hef'
Pimp so hard 'til there ain't no juice
I been around the world, I done the U.S.

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

- 2X