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 spit some
So you wanna stop and think (2x)

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

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[ 2: Sir Mix-A-Lot ]
One of these set-backs of havin your mail fat
Is some of these lax-ass wanna-be macks, and you in black
They tracks booty, and they ain't doin they duty
In the studio, and only if you 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 with a fantasy,
You wanna on yo ass, collect checks and shit'
You was younger me, so I schooled ya
Gave you the tools to come up and get down a ruler
you to executive brunches, high-powered lunches
Gave you dough in
So get your fried chicken and your
Start the yellin, Mix-A-Lot is why you ain't
Old Uncle Tom gettin mad
But you know you never for the shit you had
drinkin, bitch

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Hey yo, 'Lik, in the blanks
up with 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 meal ticket like's they big
Rollin fat hoops and gizzy stashin big loads
Jump your woman, but ain't handlin yo
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, 'Lik fit to be fine
She ain't right, got her shorties runnin the streets retardation
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 knows
Better bumrush school and get G.E.D.
welfare, homey, been cuttin back since '83
Two carts ??? and be tryin to front
Use your money to load up them philly blunts
Get a 9 to 5, change your whole
Cause doin ain't what's happenin, put yourself up on game
Kill or hustle, somethin, drink the water, girl
That's from a sister, 'broke' exist in Malika's world

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