Luyện nghe bài hát Int'l Players Anthem

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

My a choosy lover
fuck without a rubber
Never in the sheets, it on top of the cover
Money on the dresser, a Kompressor
Top hoes get the most, not the lesser
Trash to fuck with $40 in the club
Fuckin' up the game, bitch it gets no
She be cross country, all that she got
A a pop, I'm pullin' Bentleys off the lot
I smashed up the one, bought me a red
Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn
Some wanna choose but them bitches too scary
Your bitch chose me, you a pimp, you a fairy

Baby you rollin' solo, time to get down with the team
The grass is greener on that other side, if know I mean
I show you you never seen, the Seven Wonders of the World
And I can make you the eighth if you wanna be my
I say my girl I don't mean my woman, that ain't my style
Need a street stalker (stalker) to walk a green mile
We pilin' up the on the dinin' room 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 like with some thousand dollar shit up on my back?
I'm a million dollar mack that need a dollar bitch
Put my in your life, watch ya daddy get rich
Easy as A-B-C, as 1-2-3
Get with U-G-K, Pimp C, B-U-N B
Cuz what's a ho with no And what's a pimp with no hoes?
Don't be a lame, you know the game and how it
We tryin' to get

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