Luyện nghe bài hát Minute Man

Uh, uh, uh, yo
Harlem World gon' me rich
Harlem World gon' take your
Harlem World is the to be
This M-A-Dollar

Yo, up keep it steady
Y'all chicks ain't really
Y'all sweating Stase
And I pushing a Chevy
I ain't even lyin', I even sign
People want my
Yo, what's up that?
See, running out the gon' get your face slapped
Tell me do you like you see
Is it as could be?
No, Mase writing for me
And I have no to be
Or have chicks rhyme wit me
Uhh, you ain't my man, you ain't wit me
You certified Harlem World get from 'round me
And Mase my big brother thats why you me
You drop me off the same place you found me
'Cause it won't be long before you have to me
If I'm chicken, I'm chicken and we're flickin'
And men die chicks, so am I worth kissin?

I hate the ones that don't no
I hate the ones who them dumb chicks
I hate the ones who wanna get you for your
be a o, Be a o on the low

I hate the ones don't suck no oh
I hate the ones who date them chicks
I hate the ones who wanna get you for your
be a oh! Be a oh, on the low

Yo, it's only right that you hold me
Even though we fight, the dough be like
When the dough be
You we havin a ball
Sippin on and all
Chicks and all
Yo' wit fishkill and oil
Ice on the wrist and all
But nevertheless, boo there was never a
stopped me from loving you best
I'm hypnotized, girl by your and thighs
Definitely your and eyes
Them can slide
tryin' to be all in the mix
Your ballin' a 6, and holdin' my tip
But boo, there's only for 2
I get the coupe for you
You how I do
And then you could scoop crew
And do you wants to do

I the ones that don't suck no
I hate the ones who date dumb chicks
I hate the who wanna get you for your dough
be a o, Be a o on the low

Naughty, Naughty,
I went from cradle to crawlin', to a
Way I was strollin' and when I get older
That I be
Kicks to camp floatin' Naught'
A boat and a
Was all I was hopin to rock
As a kid stacked and eventually learned
money was made for that
Never to be burned
Why lets all get
Using 'I murder you face'
I be the youngest nigga a convertible eight
But thought to that they gon' this
Got some honies to the back so they can my dick
I die they'll be a headstone big as a dick
And a pack of fifty diggin' me up
For the fact, played it
And I'm tryin' to see me, a house and six
And a week
Got a spouse, throats while I'm tryin' to sleep
Lookin' out for B 4's every creek

But you slow money, 'cause it's better no money
I only out when I play with your money
You know Huddy, still sittin' on old
I only hang wit Mase 'cause he keeps hoes for me
Kick a little bit, but yo I'm no
girl love me, so you keeping your girl from me
And lies, gettin caught in different rides
Wit different guys, stay different in different pops,

I hate the that don't suck no
I hate the ones who date them chicks
I hate the ones who wanna get you for dough
be a o, Be a o on the low