Luyện nghe bài hát My Man

[Intro: Ross]
Creepin the block, Im looking for my man
Niggas wanna do me, heard Im the man
Niggas work, thats for them benefits
Early worm, Im shrimp and grits

[Verse 1: Ross]
On the corner, out a jug of lemonade
Im not a rapper pussy nigga, Is a
I put the in the backseat of them rental plates
We throwin in the club like we the NBA
I got some hos and them down to shoot a fade
I got some Zos and them niggas two-a-day

Creepin through the block, Im for my man
Niggas wanna do me, they Im the man
Niggas selling work, thats for benefits
Early worm, Im talking shrimp and
through the block, Im looking for my man
Niggas do me, they heard Im the man
Niggas work, thats for them benefits
Early worm, Im talking shrimp and

2: Rick Ross]
Im switchin cars with my nigga, do twice a day
We livin large, knowing one day we may ride
My nigga having seizures when he caught his case
he caught his bitch cheatin, right on fathers day
Its a dirty game and sometimes nigga wash face
eatin all they got to see
Bang Bang, where he lay at bitches, he stay
It make no difference if you call them people right
Creepin through the block, Im for my man
Tryin to show you how they do your head for grand
Youre throwin signs that where Im from that shits
For them presidents a will get

[Verse 3: Meek
I say creepin through the block Im for my man
He just came home, he did a dime, and he take the stand
on my nigga, him fifty grand
Fresh off the jet, straight to my hood, and put it in his hand, up
These niggas aint that life
when I rock that ice
Baking soda when I that white
Im counting racks when pie hit ice
Got the low, I cant top price
But I bet they you that rock hit right
No rap or hip hop tonight, just boy and her rock tonight
Rollie all my rollin
If I him telling, when I see him I expose him
Richest round here
they speak they say Im chosen
Mac-11, fully loaded, a nigga out whoa!

[Verse 4: Fresh]
in this bitch, thats some great news
Yeah I made you a lot but I dont truce
I give a dope dick and some dope shoes
She if she fuckin with the team, then she cant lose
Double MG do it for the
through the Chi, top back like its Miami
I a billion dollars and about 9 Grammys
And my flow up, I make these bitches think they tanin
Yeah I know the hustle, so, who you think you
And if a nigga would, then my team going
Yeah we em up, then we burn aloud
Got these niggas hatin, but I bet my momma
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