Luyện nghe bài hát Int'l Players Anthem

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

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

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

Eeny meeny decisions, precision I pick or
Make my selection on who I choose to be girl
Don't touch my protection, I know you want it to
But slippin' is somethin' I do, tippin' for life
like makin' it rain every month on schedule
Let me you, get your parasol umbrella
Cuz it's get wetter
prepare ya for the C support
She supposed to spend it on that baby but we see she
"Ask-ask McCartney"
"The couldn't stop me"
"Slaughter-slaughterin' pockets"
"Had to tie her to a rocket"
Send her in to outer space, I he wish he could
Cuz he payin' 20K a day, that bitch is eating
Like an on a double 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 right one or pick-pick the up"
"(Shit)"