Luyện nghe bài hát Int'l Players Anthem

So I typed a text to a girl I to see
Sayin' that I chose this cutie pie with I wanna be
And I apologize if message gets you down
Then I every girl that I'd see-see 'round town
And hate to see y'all frown, but I'd see her smilin'
Wetness all me, true, but I'm no island
maybe
It no sense, I know crazy
Give up all pussy cat that's in my lap
No back
Spaceships don't come equipped with rear mirrors
They dip as as they can
The atmosphere is now
I'm so like a pimp, I'm glad it's
So the light the sun
Would not me on my bum
I shoot the moon
High jump the
Like a preemie out the
My yellin' "Too soon! Don't do it!
Reconsider! some liter-ature on the subject
You Fuck it
You know we got back like chiroprac-tic
If that bitch do you
We'll wipe her ass out in detergent
Now hurry
Go on to the
I know you ain't a pimp, but pimp remember I taught ya
Keep your heart, stacks, keep your heart
Hey keep your heart, three stacks, your heart
Man girls is smart, three stacks, these girls is smart
Play your part... play part

My a choosy lover
Never fuck without a
Never in the sheets, like it on top of the
Money on the dresser, drive a
Top notch get the most, not the lesser
Trash like to fuck with $40 in the
Fuckin' up the game, bitch it no love
She be country, givin' all that she got
A thousand a pop, I'm Bentleys off the lot
I smashed up the one, bought me a red
time we hit the parkin' lot we turn head
Some hoes wanna choose but them bitches too
Your bitch me, you ain't a pimp, you a fairy

Baby you been rollin' solo, time to get with the team
The grass is greener on that other side, if what I mean
I show you shit you never seen, the Seven Wonders of the
And I can make you the eighth if you wanna be my
When I say my I don't mean my woman, that ain't my style
Need a real street stalker (stalker) to walk a green
We pilin' up the paper on the dinin' table
Cuz you able to I'm the truth and not a fable
We the freshest Sable, keep that 'chilla on the rack
What I look like with some thousand dollar up on my back?
I'm a million dollar mack that a billion dollar bitch
Put my pimpin' in life, watch ya daddy get rich
as A-B-C, simple as 1-2-3
Get down with U-G-K, Pimp C, B
Cuz what's a ho with no pimp? And a pimp with no hoes?
be a lame, you know the game and how it goes
We tryin' to get

meeny decisions, with precision I pick or
Make my selection on who I choose to be girl
touch my protection, I know you want it to slip
But slippin' is somethin' I don't do, for life
That's like makin' it rain every on schedule
Let me tell you, get parasol umbrella
Cuz gonna get wetter
prepare ya for the C support
She supposed to spend it on that but we see she don't
"Ask-ask McCartney"
"The lawyers couldn't me"
"Slaughter-slaughterin' pockets"
"Had to tie her to a rocket"
her in to outer space, I know he wish he could
Cuz he 20K a day, that bitch is eating good
Like an infant on a D titty, just getting plump
Cuz you miscalculated the next to last pump
"Dump-dump in the gut, raw the giddy up"
"Better choose that one or pick-pick the kiddies up"
"(Shit)"