Luyện nghe bài hát High Post Brotha

Everybody the hero, who just wants the man?
Who with his devils and does the best he can
Everybody wants a playa, I just wanna be

Every, everybody a superstar
Who got cars and ice, into the ghetto get pussy bar
Makes all the girls think twice
Yeah, he got money and thangs but is he nice for you

He's a high post brotha money in his pocket
He got everything a girl could want, think maybe he
High post with money in his pocket
He got everything a girl could want, think he don't

Some want the balla
But mentally can he really ball
by out the ghetto conversations
His mentality's oh, so so

Get the cream, get the
Get the cars, he to go far
But how far is too far

Come here love, love, let me holla at you
'Cause what you got is more than a dollar or two
Soil another game usually I wouldn't do
But you my girl and I can tell that its you

This mother, ah think that he a father to you
You got vision but boys blockin' the
I he payin' yo tuition
Payin' to get the car

He got or is he pulp fiction
Heard he be strip
Trickin' 'dubs he got big pub
Is it his image or him you in love with

You on some shit but you was never
I ain't superficial rent's due is trip what a chick do
You don't like his mind the way he
And you that his breath stinks

But all of added up
Doesn't equal a mink
think who you are
You the moon baby so the superstar

he's a high post brotha, money in his pocket
He got everything a could want, I think maybe he don't
High post brotha, money in his
He got everything a girl want, I think maybe he don't

he don't
I maybe he don't
he don't
I maybe he don't
I maybe he don't

I maybe he don't
he don't
I maybe he don't
he don't
I maybe he don't
I think he don't

I think he don't
I think he don't
I think maybe he

Don't, don't, don't, don't,
I maybe he don't
I think maybe he