Luyện nghe bài hát Mac Daddy (Tru's Reality)

I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I a Mac
I a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
Them Apples don't on trees

I a Macintosh laptop, packaging so posh
like a glove in that tiny little white box
Pretty as a but it ain't all show
At 8 Ram I be running logic pro
To my own beats dad
Keep me off the dad
An Xbox, would even a backseat
So please me a job so I can stack that paper
this is major

I a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
So I can make my own
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I a Mac
Them Apples don't grow on

Yo I'm for a laptop and looking for some work
bucks an hour and I'm willing to serve
no job too UG, L to the Y
I'd do almost to make that Macbook fly
Yo I'll teach you to cross it
Then play chess all day with
I'll take ? to the Fair
Dad, I'd braid Marley's hair

I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I a Mac
So I can my own beats
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I a Mac
Them Apples don't on trees

I want a Mac, I a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
So I can my own beats
I want a Mac, I a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
Servin' up them Freaks

I a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
So I can my own beats
I a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
Them Apples grow on trees

I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I a Mac
So I can my own beats
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I a Mac
Servin' up them Jesus

So you really a Mac son?
Yea, sir
Music for the
man we got that soul sauce