Luyện nghe bài hát Lead Yo Horse

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You can lead yo to water
But you cannot him drink
I'm just to spit some game
So you might wanna and think (2x)

[ 1: Malika ]
Okay, 'Lik's come anew for '9-6
Lead yo ass to the aqua, but I can't make a rich
You gotta go for self, and help others
Mama wasn't lyin she put you up on game, brother
All up in the gettin loud and disrespectin
'Lik steps in, regulatin and
All them makes wishes, ain't tryin to sympathize
Players stay paid all day, but yo ass stays broke and
Oh my, kids and stuff all over some roller skates
Still I keeps it on my pape and be tryin to playa-hate
But that'll get you rolled up
Whoever said pays never got 3 strikes in L.A.
Makes you lonely, sayin, to mines
You could be fine, but ain't nobody spendin mines
Mobbin with the Crowbar with some sense
You can stay hella bent, I be at the stackin presidents

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[ VERSE 2: Sir ]
One of these goddamn set-backs of havin your fat
Is of these lax-ass wanna-be macks, and you hoes in black
They tracks sound booty, and they ain't they duty
In the studio, and if you knew me, though
You'd see that I puts in work, and hurt
On flirts that wanna wear skirts and try to jerk
But you'se in love a fantasy, trick
You wanna on yo ass, collect checks and shit'
You was than me, so I schooled ya
Gave you the tools to up and get down like a ruler
you to executive brunches, high-powered lunches
Gave you in bunches
So get fried chicken and your watermelon
Start the yellin, Mix-A-Lot is why you ain't
Old Uncle Tom nigga mad
But you know you never for the shit you had
drinkin, bitch

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Hey yo, 'Lik, in the blanks
What's up these would-be gold diggers chasin entertainer niggas
Handin out sugar daddy contracts to big black macks in black Caddies
I mean me for pimpin, but ah...

[ 3: Malika ]
Tryin to see a ticket like's they big goals
Rollin fat hoops and rollin gizzy stashin big
Jump your woman, but handlin yo business
County aid plea, check so small you buy bisquits
Got you a family, still you all up in
Fuckin off's the hot rule, but see, gon' fit to be fine
She ain't right, got her shorties runnin the streets retardation
Bein barely sleep, puttin on that sneaky in her
Boys will be boys, how the game goes
Ask Mix-A-Lot, they all hoes, and this knows
bumrush school and get your G.E.D.
Cause welfare, homey, cuttin back since '83
Two ??? and still be tryin to front
Use your diaper money to load up philly blunts
Get a 9 to 5, your whole mindframe
doin without ain't what's happenin, put yourself up on game
Kill or hustle, somethin, gotta the water, girl
That's from a sister, 'broke' exist in Malika's world

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