Luyện nghe bài hát Minute Man

Uh, uh, uh, yo
Harlem World gon' make me
Harlem World gon' your bitch
Harlem is the place to be
This M-A-Dollar

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

I hate the ones that suck no
I hate the ones who date them dumb
I the ones who wanna get you for your dough
be a o, Be a o on the low

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

Yo, it's only right that you me tight
Even though we fight, because the be like
the dough be right
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 was never a test
That me from loving you best
I'm hypnotized, by your hips and thighs
Definitely your and eyes
chicks can slide
tryin' to be all in the mix
Your girlfriend a 6, and holdin' my tip
But boo, there's room for 2
I get the coupe for you
You how I do
And then you could scoop your
And do what you to do

I hate the ones that suck no
I the ones who date them dumb chicks
I hate the ones who 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 hopin I get older
That I be
Kicks to camp floatin' with
A boat and a
Was all I was hopin to rock
As a young kid stacked and eventually
That was made for that
Never to be burned
Why all get this
Using 'I murder you face'
I be the youngest nigga pushin' a convertible
But thought to that they gon' this
Got some honies to the back so can chase my dick
When I die be a headstone big as a dick
And a pack of fifty diggin' me up
For the fact, it back
And I'm tryin' to see me, a house and six
And peranhas a
Got a spouse, deep throats I'm tryin' to sleep
Lookin' out for B 4's every diamond

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

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