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 wanna stop and think (2x)

[ VERSE 1: ]
Okay, 'Lik's gon' come for '9-6
yo ass to the aqua, but I can't make a brother rich
You go for self, and then help others
Mama wasn't lyin she put you up on game, brother
All up in the house loud and disrespectin
steps in, regulatin and hoe-checkin
All them makes wishes, ain't tryin to sympathize
Players stay paid all day, but yo ass broke and high
Oh my, kids and stuff all over like some roller
Still I keeps it on my pape and niggas be to playa-hate
But get you rolled up sideways
said crime pays never got 3 strikes in L.A.
Makes you lonely, sayin, contributin to
You could be hella fine, but ain't spendin mines
Mobbin with the Crowbar with some sense
You can stay hella bent, I be at the water stackin

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[ 2: Sir Mix-A-Lot ]
One of these goddamn set-backs of havin mail fat
Is some of these wanna-be macks, and you hoes in black
They tracks sound booty, and ain't doin they duty
In the studio, and only if you me, though
You'd see that I in work, and puts hurt
On your flirts that wanna wear skirts and try to
But you'se in with 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 come up and get down like a
Took you to executive brunches, lunches
Gave you in bunches
So get your fried chicken and your
the yellin, Mix-A-Lot is why you ain't sellin
Old Uncle Tom nigga mad
But you know you never for the shit you had
Start drinkin,

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

[ 3: Malika ]
Tryin to see a meal like's they big goals
Rollin fat hoops and rollin stashin big loads
Jump your woman, but ain't handlin yo
County aid plea, check so you can't buy bisquits
Got you a family, you all up in mines
Fuckin off's the hot rule, but see, 'Lik fit to be fine
She ain't right, got her shorties runnin the streets with
Bein barely sleep, puttin on that dick in her
Boys will be boys, that's how the game
Ask Mix-A-Lot, they all hoes, and this player
Better bumrush and get your G.E.D.
Cause welfare, homey, been back since '83
Two carts ??? and be tryin to front
Use your diaper money to up them philly blunts
Get a 9 to 5, change your whole
Cause without ain't what's happenin, put yourself up on game
Kill or hustle, somethin, gotta the water, girl
That's from a sister, don't exist in Malika's world

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