Luyện nghe bài hát High Post Brotha

Everybody wants the hero, who just wants the
Who fights his devils and does the best he can
Everybody wants a playa, I just be friends

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

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

Some sistas the balla
But can he really play ball
Dumbfounded by out the ghetto
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 worth than a dollar or two
another nigga's game usually I wouldn't do
But you my girl and I can tell its bothering you

This mother, ah must think he a father to you
You got vision but blockin' the view
I know he payin' yo
Payin' to get the car

He got juice or is he fiction
Heard he be clubs
Trickin' like he got big pub
Is it his image or him that you in with

You on some shit but you was superficial
I ain't superficial when due is trip what a chick do
You like his mind the way he looks
And you said that his breath

But all of that up
Doesn't equal a fresh
think who you are
You the moon baby so fuck the

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, in his pocket
He got everything a girl could want, I maybe he don't

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

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

I think maybe he
I think maybe he
I think maybe he

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