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 ain't really ready
Y'all sweating stase
And I ain't pushing a
I even lyin', I ain't even sign
want my back
Yo, what's up with
See, running out the gon' get your face slapped
Tell me do you what you see
Is it tight as be?
No, ain't writing for me
And I have no to be
Or have fake chicks wit me
Uhh, you my man, you ain't down wit me
You ain't certified harlem world get '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 before you have to me
If I'm chicken, I'm jerk chicken and flickin'
And men die with chicks, so am I worth

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

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

Yo, it's right that you hold me tight
Even though we fight, because the be like
When the be right
You know we a ball
on cristall and all
Chicks and all
Yo' wit fishkill and oil
Ice on the dial and all
But nevertheless, boo was never a test
That stopped me from you best
I'm hypnotized, by your hips and thighs
Definitely lips and eyes
Them chicks can
tryin' to be all in the mix
Your girlfriend a 6, and holdin' 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 and hopin when I get older
That I be
Kicks to camp *** with naught'
A boat and a
Was all that I was to rock
As a young kid 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 pushin' a convertible
But thought *** to that they gon' this ***
Got some honies to the back so they can chase my
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 to see me, a house and six floors
And a week
Got a spouse, deep throats while I'm to sleep
Lookin' out for every diamond creek

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But you slow money, 'cause better than no money
I only crap out I play with your money
You know huddy, sittin' on old money
I only hang wit mase 'cause he keeps them for me
a little bit, but yo I'm no dummy
Your girl love me, so you keeping your girl me
And tellin' lies, gettin in different rides
Wit different guys, stay different in different pops,

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