Luyện nghe bài hát Mackin' Ain't Easy

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

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

Over age, never under, wonder in the words of
Age nuthin' but a number
So I takes 'em, 'em, show 'em the ropes
Let 'em get a little and then they never let go

They say, Daddy daddy, they call me, it gets
Surprise visits and up my pager
for favors that I don't do
That's for a in love, all I'm doing is mackin' you

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

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

Now I ain't got no big hat or a
I push a drop-top and a baseball cap, say what?
I keep the pad full of women, bad bodies in on deck
For I wanna get wet

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

Now me it's like the old days, ain't gone no where
A light skin-ded nigga with real hair
Perm, rowed, individuals, Afros
No what, I'm fresh head to toe

So who's the mack? mack
Seeing all the in my stable watch my back
From these, haters trying to salt my game
And snatch my hoes, it ain't a possible

You know I mean?, [unverified], ain't no need to bullshit
These 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, what I

Now tell me the mack

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

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

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

Got all these broads showing us where stay
Pager blowin' up all hoes wanna skeez me
Being a mack ain't