Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Insurance

Hey sista, sista
Sista, soul
Hey sista, sista
Sista, soul
Hey sista, sista
Sista, soul

Yo, did you like, get our partyin'?
Then I might be about you
And if you're lookin' at your tape
Or your CD player like, is that?
Yeah, is, it's you
If you actin' lookin' out
The like
You ain't really this and like
Yeah, it be you

An' if you sittin' still because you're a bit nervous
'Cuz you really don't know what I'm ready
To come with, you
Oh but, ones are bobbin' their heads up and down
And feelin' this 'cuz, all that I represent you, ai'ght?
So we do this

How many y'all did it, did it before
Freak somebody's shit that it ain't yours
Now there's a ramification just for
Bite somebody sug', and they gon' bite you
You busy smilin', smilin', grinnin' in my
Whole time tryna take my
Now this is for the real cat, leaders of the pack
Just remember, God got yo'

See it's too many of ya'll ridin' in the same
Gettin' too and the boat can't float
Here's a little to make you think
You goin' if the mother sinks

It's too many of ya'll in the same boat
It's getting too heavy and the boat float
But there's a little somethin' to make you
You goin' under if the mother sinks

You know that ya'll quit it, quit it, quit it for sure
Slidin' by on Xerox thinkin' we know
the luck if the rhythm can't stand in the place
The only that's missin' is my face
You got me burnin', yearnin', turnin' in my
soul music be who I be
Now this is for the real soul cat, of the pack
Just remember, got yo' back

See it's too many of ya'll ridin' in the same
Getting too heavy and the boat float
a little something to make you think
You down if the mother sinks

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Soul soul insurance
Soul soul soul
Soul soul soul

See it's too many of ya'll ridin' in the same
Getting too heavy and the can't float
Here's a little something to make you
You down if the mother sinks

Too many of ya'll, too many of ya'll to for
Too of ya'll, too many of ya'll to come for
Too many of ya'll, too of ya'll to come for
Too of ya'll, too many of ya'll to come for

Imitating, business dealing, melody tryna
were born to sin, some weren't
But baby, that's 'cuz I learned
You really know music
be 'round for a while
But if you're lessons from the leader
Baby, kiss yo' ass

Soul, soul
This is for the brothers who
Are called the of the pack
You who you are, you said it all baby, hey

Big ups to the peeps that the wheel turning, yo
To my mellow, Curtis
Mr. Gaye, Mr. Donnie Hathaway, Betty Wright
True of soul music
And to the new of soul
of the pack
You who you are
Big ups to you
Keep it goin', goin',