Luyện nghe bài hát Good Times (sick Pimpin')

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This next one out
To all the depressed in the house
Whether you're the prozac the zanac or the paxil
Whatever the hell they put into capsule
I want y'all to come up to the of the stage
Grab me A of something along the way
Put A smile on the of your head

Got A thing for the women that love themself
So loosen up your hair or tighten up your belt
This time, time is A good time
Good

Got A thing for the women that dont themself
So either loosen up hair or tighten up your belt
And this town, this town, is A town
A good time. A time

You know while she's by the window, she's waiting for her prince to come
And here I am on the opposite of the room trying to pretend that I'm not that dumb
It goes older told and full of cold, but did I that it's well deserved
No let's A mess, no let's make A baby, no let's make some hell on earth
Do you mind if I turn out the lights, if I'm going to be alone I'd do it in the dark
So I stare at half of A beer half wishing that the would stay in par
She keeps the down, so her neighbors don't complain
Keeps the up, so she doesn't forget the pain
I keep my momentum inside the
And my pride inside of my laughter
It

And I'll forget the day you woke up
To A whole different world underneath your socks
to check your pockets before you the checked the cost
Yes man, I saw the sign, no man I stop
off, now look who got water on the lawn
Whatever it takes to your tongue
If this livingroom fills anymore false
I'm going to cut my finger, I'm going to paint these
If watched us
They called the cops, cause
Its obvious that neither one of us can
becomes disgust
If luck was a lady I doubt she would save me from the
is enough, but how much is too much
Why am I still just A to your touch
Why can't I ever fall asleep at
Why do I need to see crushed
A big map girl, it's yours if you asked
If it wash up to the shore you wont discover it
Stand to get hotter then your head with other shit
Swallow it to to follow the suffering
But I'm still smiling, up to no great
Still to relocate
Somewhere I'm going to find some work matters
Til then all you get is my and my laughter
It