Luyện nghe bài hát Int'l Players Anthem

So I typed a text to a girl I to see
Sayin' that I chose cutie pie with whom I wanna be
And I apologize if this 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 me, true, but I'm no island
maybe
It makes no sense, I know
Give up all pussy cat that's in my lap
No back
Spaceships don't equipped with rear view mirrors
They dip as quick as can
The atmosphere is now
I'm so a pimp, I'm glad it's night
So the light the sun
Would not me on my bum
When I the moon
jump the broom
Like a out the womb
My partner "Too soon! Don't do it!
Reconsider! Read some liter-ature on the
You Fuck it
You we got your back like chiroprac-tic
If bitch do you dirty
We'll wipe her ass out in detergent
Now hurry
Go on to the
I know you ain't a pimp, but pimp remember what I ya
Keep your heart, stacks, keep your heart
Hey keep your heart, three stacks, keep your
Man these girls is smart, three stacks, girls is smart
Play 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 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, givin' all she got
A thousand a pop, I'm Bentleys off the lot
I up the gray one, bought me a red
Every we hit the parkin' lot we turn head
Some hoes choose but them bitches too scary
Your chose me, you ain't 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 shit you never seen, the Wonders of the World
And I can make you the eighth if you be my girl
I say my girl I don't mean my woman, that ain't my style
Need a real street (stalker) to walk a green mile
We pilin' up the on the dinin' room table
Cuz you able to realize I'm the truth and not a
We rock the freshest Sable, keep 'chilla on the rack
What I look with some thousand dollar shit up on my back?
I'm a million dollar mack that need a billion dollar
Put my in your life, watch ya daddy get rich
Easy as A-B-C, simple as
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 to get chose

Eeny meeny decisions, precision I pick or
my selection 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, tippin' for
That's like 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 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 payin' 20K a day, bitch is eating good
Like an infant on a double D titty, getting plump
Cuz you miscalculated the next to the-the last
"Dump-dump in the gut, raw from the up"
"Better choose that right one or the kiddies up"
"(Shit)"