Luyện nghe bài hát Int'l Players Anthem (I Choose You)

So I typed a to a girl I used to see
Sayin' that I chose this cutie pie whom I wanna be
And I apologize if this message gets you
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 around me, true, but I'm no
maybe
It makes no sense, I crazy
up all this pussy cat that's in my lap
No back
don't come equipped with rear view mirrors
They dip as as they can
The is now ripped
I'm so like a pimp, I'm glad it's
So the from the sun
not burn me on my bum
When I the moon
jump the broom
Like a preemie out the
My yellin' "Too soon! Don't do it!
Reconsider! some liter-ature on the subject
You Fuck it
You we got your back like chiroprac-tic
If that do you dirty
We'll wipe her ass out in some
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 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 a rubber
Never in the sheets, like it on top of the
Money on the dresser, drive a
Top hoes get the most, not the lesser
like to fuck with $40 in the club
Fuckin' up the game, bitch it gets no
She be cross country, all that she got
A thousand a pop, I'm pullin' off the lot
I up the gray one, bought me a red
Every we hit the parkin' lot we turn head
Some hoes wanna choose but them bitches too
Your chose me, you ain't a pimp, you a fairy

Baby you been rollin' solo, time to get down the team
The grass is greener on other side, if know what I mean
I you shit you never seen, the Seven Wonders of the World
And I can make you the eighth if you wanna be my
When I say my girl I don't mean my woman, that ain't my
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, keep that on the rack
What I look with some thousand dollar shit up on my back?
I'm a million dollar mack need a billion dollar bitch
Put my pimpin' in your life, ya daddy get rich
as A-B-C, simple as 1-2-3
Get down with U-G-K, C, B-U-N B
Cuz what's a ho with no pimp? And what's a pimp with no
Don't be a lame, you know the game and how it
We tryin' to get

Eeny decisions, with precision I pick or
Make my selection on who I choose to be wit'
touch my protection, I know you want it to slip
But slippin' is somethin' I don't do, tippin' for
That's like makin' it rain month on schedule
Let me tell you, get your umbrella
Cuz it's gonna get
Better ya for the C support
She supposed to spend it on 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"
her in to outer space, I know he wish he could
Cuz he payin' 20K a day, that bitch is eating
an infant on a double D titty, just getting plump
Cuz you miscalculated the next to last pump
"Dump-dump in the gut, raw from the up"
"Better that right one or pick-pick the kiddies up"
"(Shit)"