Luyện nghe bài hát Minute Man

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

Yo, up keep it steady
Y'all ain't really ready
Y'all sweating already
And I ain't a chevy
I ain't even lyin', I even sign
People my back
Yo, what's up with
See, running out the mouth gon' get face slapped
me do you like what you see
Is it tight as be?
No, ain't writing for me
And I no desire to be
Or have fake chicks wit me
Uhh, you ain't my man, you ain't wit me
You ain't certified harlem get from 'round me
And mase my big thats why you surround me
You could me off the same place you found me
it won't be long before you have to crown me
If I'm chicken, I'm jerk and we're flickin'
And men die chicks, so am I worth kissin?

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

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

Yo, it's only right that you hold me
Even we fight, because the dough be like
When the dough be
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 never a
That stopped me from loving you
I'm hypnotized, by your hips and thighs
Definitely lips and eyes
chicks can slide
They 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 then you scoop your crew
And do what you to do

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Naughty, naughty,
I went from cradle to crawlin', to a
Way I was strollin' and hopin when I get
I be holy
Kicks to camp *** with naught'
A boat and a
Was all that I was hopin to
As a young kid stacked and learned
That money was for that
meant to be burned
Why all get this
Using 'i murder you face'
I be the youngest pushin' a convertible eight
But thought *** to that they taste this ***
Got some honies to the back so they can my dick
I die they'll be a headstone big as a ***
And a pack of fifty diggin' me up
For the fact, it back
And I'm to see me, a house and six floors
And peranhas a
Got a spouse, deep throats while I'm tryin' to
Lookin' out for every diamond creek

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

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