Luyện nghe bài hát Mackin' Ain't Easy

Now I'm to rock a party, and turn a party out
A nappy headed little nigga for the South
I bust, and I do frequently
I see in careers trying to get with me

Now no longer am I
See got me a ball me of women, I 'em wall to wall
See mackin' ain't easy
But I had to do it, get into it, and plus love to please me

age, never under, wonder in the words of Aaliyah
Age ain't but a number
So I takes 'em, shakes 'em, 'em the ropes
Let 'em get a little taste and then never let go

say, Daddy daddy, they call me, it gets major
Surprise and blowin' up my pager
Asking for that I don't do
for a nigga in love, all I'm doing is mackin' you

Mackin' ain't easy but somebody do it
Mackin' ain't easy but gotta do it do it, do it, do it
Now tell me whose the mack, tell me whose the

Mackin' easy but somebody gotta do it
ain't easy but somebody gotta do it do it, do it, do it
Now tell me whose the

Now I got no big hat or a Cadillac
I push a drop-top Benz and a baseball cap, say
I keep the pad of women, bad bodies in bikinis on deck
For when I get wet

I tell Chris all the time, I more of a than he is
And it's been this way since we was little kids
I got saying, Baby tie me up
I got 'em to mall, shop and buying me stuff

Now with me it's like the old days, gone no where
A light skin-ded with real long hair
Perm, corn rowed, individuals,
No what, I'm fresh head to toe

So who's the mack? mack
Seeing all the in my stable watch my back
these, player haters trying to salt my game
And snatch my hoes, it a possible thing

You know I mean?, [unverified], ain't no need to bullshit
niggas in love, you know what I mean?
Talking how fast [unverified]

There no players, I'm drunk now, you know what I mean?
I'm kinda, I know, I know, but I'm cool, I
The rest is unintelligible to me, You, I mean?

Now me who's the mack

Mr. Black, and we can do
Flossin' in the Benz, decked out in the
Never slippin', just sippin' on champagne
And be spittin' pure game to this pretty young thing

My aim, to control mind, body and
Have her on the stroll bringing me the
Pimp stylin', stay smilin',
Presidential suite, of hoes sippin' Crystal-in'

Yeah, we puffing real La, back to the funk flows
I prescribed, I write a thesis on the dime pieces
Gotcha on her, didn't flaunt, when I grab your
Mack Daddy Forte, when I'm flossin' the double K

Got all these broads showing us where they
Pager blowin' up all these hoes skeez me
a mack ain't easy