Luyện nghe bài hát Lead Yo Horse

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You can lead yo horse to
But you cannot him drink
I'm just to spit some game
So you might wanna and think (2x)

[ 1: Malika ]
Okay, 'Lik's gon' anew for '9-6
yo ass to the aqua, but I can't make a brother rich
You gotta go for self, and then help
Mama wasn't lyin she put you up on game, brother
All up in the gettin loud and disrespectin
'Lik in, regulatin and hoe-checkin
All them makes wishes, ain't already to sympathize
Players stay paid all day, but yo ass stays and high
Oh my, kids and stuff all like some roller skates
Still I keeps it on my pape and niggas be to playa-hate
But that'll get you up sideways
Whoever said crime pays never got 3 in L.A.
Makes you lonely, sayin, contributin to
You could be hella fine, but nobody spendin mines
Mobbin with the Crowbar with some common
You can stay hella bent, I be at the stackin presidents

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[ VERSE 2: Sir ]
One of these goddamn of havin your mail fat
Is some of these wanna-be macks, and you hoes in black
They tracks sound booty, and they ain't doin they
In the studio, and if you knew me, though
You'd see I puts in work, and puts hurt
On your that wanna wear skirts and try to jerk
But you'se in love a fantasy, trick
You 'sit on yo ass, collect checks and shit'
You was younger me, so I schooled ya
Gave you the tools to come up and get down like a
Took you to brunches, high-powered lunches
Gave you in bunches
So get your fried chicken and watermelon
Start the yellin, is why you ain't sellin
Old Tom nigga gettin mad
But you know you never worked for the you had
Start drinkin,

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Hey yo, 'Lik, fill in the
What's up with these gold diggers chasin entertainer niggas
out sugar daddy contracts to big black macks in black pimp Caddies
I excuse me for pimpin, but ah...

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Tryin to see a ticket like's they big goals
Rollin fat and rollin gizzy stashin big loads
your woman, but ain't handlin yo business
County aid plea, so small you can't buy bisquits
Got you a family, you all up in mines
Fuckin off's the hot rule, but see, 'Lik gon' fit to be
She right, got her shorties runnin the streets with retardation
Bein barely sleep, puttin on that sneaky in her
Boys will be boys, that's how the game
Ask Mix-A-Lot, they all hoes, and this knows
Better bumrush and get your G.E.D.
Cause welfare, homey, been cuttin back '83
Two carts ??? and still be to front
Use diaper money to load up them philly blunts
Get a 9 to 5, your whole mindframe
Cause doin without what's happenin, put yourself up on game
Kill or hustle, somethin, gotta the water, girl
That's from a sister, 'broke' don't in Malika's world

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