Luyện nghe bài hát Brotha Man

[Intro: Rocky]
man, brotha brotha, you gotta fight for somethin'
Stand for somethin', brotha understand, God make the plays
the truth, get through, ride your wave, just keep it true
We'll fight the blues, we'll the blues
Brotha man, young man, let me tell you
Young man, brotha man, man
You fight for somethin', stand for somethin'
what the poem told me
It was a greater poet you know it but
I'd rather talk about how my neck is and I
I'd rather talk the banging hoes and then
up in the bitches while she dozing

[Chorus: French
I went to my brotha, told him "Help me please"
Now we hop out the PJs posted by the
My old yellin' "Come back, come back
Come back,
Come (come back) come back (come back)
Come (come back) babe

[Verse 1: Rocky & Snoop Dogg]
Harlem nights, quick speed, God
Speed it like Lightnin', leather on my six-speed bike
tires, icicle diamonds, popsicle stripes
Pop (sicles) pop (sicles) for the
Pop-pop wheelies on the dirty bikes, 15 sellin' china
stoppin' if you opposite of white
Pop pop you opposite of right
Take heed, nigga, lowkey, take lead on a nigga

[Bridge: A$AP Rocky & Ocean]
durag 'round the boulevard back in the days on the train
Ride the bus before I another nigga wave
Beautiful, the water's like ass is pre-Onika (yeah)
You the smaller version, you the sneaker

[Verse 2: A$AP
Flacko I wonder how it feel to or be like you
Album three and keep it G like Q
Heard you niggas get fly G, like 2
Nah more 4, like 3, not 2
on these niggas like P, like U
Drip Raheem and Q, got Hi-C juice
hubby got life, he got three strikes too
Real niggas bleed like me, you
That's why I got a with a green light too
I don't even make a scene, I just right through
I'm just bangin' on my Qs and my Ps like
Walk in my shoes, me like suit

[Pre-Chorus: Rocky]
Brotha man, man, let me tell you somethin'
man, brotha-brotha, gotta fight for somethin'
Stand for somethin', brotha understand, God make the plays
Take the truth, get through, ride your wave, just the truth

[Chorus: French Montana & Frank
Remember I went to my brotha, told him "Help me please"
Now we hop out the PJs, by the beach
My old bitch "Come back, come back
back, babe
Come back (come back) back (come back)
Come (come back) babe

[Outro: Frank
You're a cornstar, all you fuck is corn broads (you pop)
Frenchie pas cause you ain't had no pa
Your dealer got like an outfielder
(Are you, are you, are you?)
Getting God's view from towers
Lookin' downward like I'm Donald