Luyện nghe bài hát Minute Man

Uh, uh, uh, yo
Harlem gon' make me rich
Harlem world gon' take bitch
world is the place to be
This m-a-dollar

Yo, hold up keep it
Y'all chicks ain't really
Y'all sweating already
And I ain't pushing a
I ain't lyin', I ain't even sign
People want my
Yo, what's up that?
See, running out the mouth gon' get your face
Tell me do you like you see
Is it tight as be?
No, mase ain't for me
And I no desire to be
Or have fake chicks wit me
Uhh, you ain't my man, you down wit me
You ain't certified world get from 'round me
And my big brother thats why you surround me
You could drop me off the place you found me
'cause it won't be long you have to crown me
If I'm chicken, I'm chicken and we're flickin'
And men die with chicks, so am I worth

1 - i hate the ones that don't no (ow)
I hate the ones who date them chicks
I hate the ones who get you for your dough
be a (ow)? be a (ow), on the low

I hate the ones don't suck no (ow)
I hate the ones who date them chicks
I hate the ones who wanna get you for your
be a (ow)? be a (ow), on the low

Yo, it's right that you hold me tight
Even though we fight, the dough be like
the dough be right
You know we havin a
on cristall and all
Chicks and all
Yo' wit fishkill and oil
Ice on the dial and all
But nevertheless, boo there was a test
That me from loving you best
I'm hypnotized, by your hips and thighs
Definitely lips and eyes
Them can slide
tryin' to be all in the mix
Your girlfriend ballin' a 6, and my tip
But boo, only room for 2
Until I get the for you
You how I do
And you could scoop your crew
And do what you to do

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Naughty, naughty,
I went cradle to crawlin', to a stroller
Way I was strollin' and hopin I get older
I be holy
Kicks to camp *** floatin' with
A boat and a
Was all that I was hopin to
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 a convertible eight
But thought *** to that they gon' this ***
Got honies to the back so they can chase my dick
When I die be a headstone big as a ***
And a pack of fifty diggin' me up
For the fact, it back
And I'm tryin' to see me, a and six floors
And a week
Got a spouse, deep throats I'm tryin' to sleep
out for b-4's every diamond creek

[huddy
But you slow money, 'cause it's than 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 them for me
a little bit, but yo I'm no dummy
Your love me, so you keeping your girl from me
And tellin' lies, gettin caught in different
Wit different guys, stay different in different pops,

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