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

So I typed a to a girl I used to see
that I chose this cutie pie with whom I wanna be
And I if this message gets you down
Then I CC'ed every girl that I'd '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 know
Give up all this cat that's in my lap
No lookin'
Spaceships don't come equipped with rear view
They dip as quick as can
The is now ripped
I'm so like a pimp, I'm it's night
So the from the sun
Would not me on my bum
When I shoot the
High jump the
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
wipe her ass out in some detergent
Now hurry
Go on to the
I you ain't a pimp, but pimp remember what I taught ya
Keep your heart, three stacks, keep heart
Hey keep your heart, three stacks, keep heart
Man these is smart, three stacks, these girls is smart
Play part... play your part

My bitch a lover
Never without a rubber
Never in the sheets, it on top of the cover
Money on the dresser, a Kompressor
Top notch 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, givin' all she got
A a pop, I'm pullin' Bentleys off the lot
I smashed up the gray one, me a red
Every time we hit the lot we turn head
Some hoes wanna choose but bitches too scary
Your bitch 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 show you shit you never seen, the Seven of the World
And I can you the eighth if you wanna be my girl
When I say my girl I don't my woman, that ain't my style
Need a real street stalker (stalker) to a green mile
We pilin' up the paper on the dinin' table
Cuz you to realize I'm the truth and not a fable
We the freshest Sable, keep 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 pimpin' in your life, watch ya 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 what's a 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 selection on who I choose to be girl
touch my protection, I know you want it to slip
But is somethin' I don't do, tippin' for life
That's 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 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"
Send her in to outer space, I know he wish he
Cuz he payin' 20K a day, that bitch is good
Like an infant on a double D titty, just getting
Cuz you miscalculated the next to the-the last
"Dump-dump in the gut, raw from the up"
"Better that right one or pick-pick the kiddies up"
"(Shit)"