Luyện nghe bài hát Lead Yo Horse

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You can yo horse to water
But you cannot make him
I'm just tryin to some game
So you might wanna stop and (2x)

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

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

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

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to see a meal ticket like's they big goals
Rollin fat hoops and rollin gizzy stashin big
Jump your woman, but ain't yo business
County aid plea, so small 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 retardation
Bein barely sleep, puttin on that sneaky in her
will be boys, that's how the game goes
Ask Mix-A-Lot, all hoes, and this player knows
Better bumrush and get your G.E.D.
Cause welfare, homey, been cuttin since '83
Two carts ??? and be tryin to front
Use your diaper money to load up philly blunts
Get a 9 to 5, your whole mindframe
Cause doin without what's happenin, put yourself up on game
Kill or hustle, somethin, drink the water, girl
That's from a sister, don't exist in Malika's world

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