Luyện nghe bài hát High Post Brotha

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

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

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

Some want the balla
But mentally can he play ball
Dumbfounded by out the ghetto
His oh, so so small

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

here love, chicka love, let me holla at you
'Cause what you got is worth more a dollar or two
Soil another nigga's game 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 juice or is he fiction
Heard he be strip
Trickin' 'dubs he got big pub
Is it his image or him that you in love

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

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

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

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

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

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

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