Luyện nghe bài hát Int'l Players Anthem

So I typed a text to a 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 every girl that I'd see-see 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 know
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 night
So the from the sun
not burn me on my bum
When I shoot the
High the broom
Like a preemie out the
My partner "Too soon! Don't do it!
Reconsider! some liter-ature on the subject
You sure? it
You know we got back like 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 remember what I ya
Keep your heart, three stacks, your heart
Hey keep your heart, three stacks, keep your
Man girls is smart, three stacks, these girls is smart
Play part... play your part

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

Baby you rollin' solo, time to get down with the team
The grass is greener on that other side, if know what I
I show you you never seen, the Seven Wonders of the World
And I can make you the eighth if you be my girl
When I say my girl I mean my woman, that ain't my style
Need a real street stalker (stalker) to walk a mile
We pilin' up the paper on the dinin' table
Cuz you able to realize I'm the truth and not a
We rock the freshest Sable, keep that 'chilla on the
What I look like with thousand dollar shit up on my back?
I'm a million dollar that need a billion dollar bitch
Put my pimpin' in your life, watch ya get rich
Easy as A-B-C, as 1-2-3
Get down 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 and how it goes
We tryin' to get

Eeny meeny decisions, with precision I 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 tell you, get your parasol
Cuz it's gonna get
Better prepare ya for the C
She supposed to spend it on that baby but we see she
"Ask-ask McCartney"
"The lawyers stop 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 double D titty, just plump
Cuz you the next to the-the last pump
"Dump-dump in the gut, raw from the up"
"Better choose that right one or pick-pick the up"
"(Shit)"