Luyện nghe bài hát In Time

(C'mon girl, I was playin with you)
Ah, c'mon, ah
You not believe, c'mon, ah
goin down right now, c'mon, ah
Holla, c'mon, ah
You not believe, c'mon, ah
What's about to go right now, c'mon, ah
Holla,

who's back, it's your favorite man
Thomas Crown, a.k.a.
(Freaky)
I keep 'em twelve deep in the full van
Mamis betta not unless I say they can
Hon, know about this guy?
I've hittin girls back since, "Cooley High"
Groovy right, whatch'all girls doin
Bumble bee let's hum right on flight

Hum on a flight? you 'fraid of heights
Ms. Jade have you by the end of the night
Try and try and have 'em sick when I the jet
from bets, fuck around and saw off they necks
You heard me black? Cadillacs
I owe you one, you fuck around and owe me
Got Franklin on the mind, shit, I ain't front
I'm a number one sinner,

is what you make it
I got big faces to spend on you, ooh ooh
Life is what you it
I got plenty big faces to spend on you, in

I'll be yo' penicillin, my jimmy chillin
more can I say? Top billin
Niggaz got the feelin, I'm wack and I off
Said bird is the word is Charmin and off?
Don't y'all see I ain't new to this
Got hoes in each town wanna me for fame
But I get 'em for they cash, smokin up all they
Treat 'em like garbage, leavin 'em in the

Mag, I wreckon you right but it's my night
X-5, bing truck, high as a
be white, Ms. Jade, powerful bite
Pet niggaz make they asses ride the back of my
Pay for nuts and want for nada, I ain't
See me in the back of the club, steadily
In time you will buy me and that
Meanwhile motherfucker holla back

Life is you make it
I got big faces to spend on you, ooh ooh
Life is you make it
I got plenty big faces to on you, in time

Uh, c'mon ma, I you starin when I hit the door
You ain't gotta front boo, I know that shit yours
I'm Big out the Maximas and Acuras
Trust me sweets I be smackin up
And that fo'sho'
What I really say is, "Getcha coat, let's go"
You seen the outside, the fly one's mine
I'm Tim and Mag, don't lie, take your time

Lie for what? been that type of chick
Rubber band around the wrist, be the type to
And flip the script, send your ass home all
Motherfucker you ain't know? I'm a pimp
Kong trips, ridin all the latest whips
With a in the holder, I'm the latest bitch
Yup, you could me the greatest wench
Yup, you fuck with the greatest clique

Life is what you it
I got plenty big to spend on you, ooh ooh
is what you make it
I got plenty big faces to on you, in time

Life is what you it
I got plenty big to spend on you, ooh ooh
Life is you make it
I got plenty big faces to spend on you, in