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

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 message gets you down
Then I CC'ed every girl that I'd 'round town
And to see y'all frown, but I'd rather see her smilin'
all around me, true, but I'm no island
Peninsula
It makes no sense, I know
Give up all this pussy cat in my lap
No back
Spaceships don't come 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 light the sun
Would not 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 sure? 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 I taught ya
Keep your heart, stacks, keep your heart
Hey keep your heart, stacks, keep your heart
Man these girls is smart, three stacks, these girls is
your part... play your part

My bitch a lover
Never fuck a rubber
Never in the sheets, like it on top of the
Money on the dresser, drive a
Top notch get the most, not the lesser
Trash like to with $40 in the club
Fuckin' up the game, bitch it no love
She be cross country, all that she got
A thousand a pop, I'm pullin' off the lot
I smashed up the gray one, me a red
Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn
Some hoes wanna choose but them too scary
Your bitch me, you ain't a pimp, you a fairy

Baby you been solo, time to get down with the team
The grass is on that other side, if know what I mean
I show you shit you seen, the Seven Wonders of the World
And I can you the eighth if you wanna be my girl
I say my girl I don't mean my woman, that ain't my style
Need a real street stalker (stalker) to walk a green
We up the paper on the dinin' room table
Cuz you able to realize I'm the truth and not a
We rock the freshest Sable, that 'chilla on the rack
What I like with some thousand dollar shit up on my back?
I'm a million dollar mack that need a billion dollar
Put my pimpin' in your life, watch ya get rich
as A-B-C, simple as 1-2-3
Get with U-G-K, Pimp C, B-U-N B
Cuz what's a ho no pimp? And what's a pimp with no hoes?
Don't be a lame, you know the game and how it
We tryin' to get

Eeny meeny decisions, precision I pick or
my selection on who I choose to be wit' girl
Don't my protection, I know you want it to slip
But slippin' is somethin' I do, tippin' for life
That's like makin' it rain month on schedule
Let me tell you, get your umbrella
Cuz gonna get wetter
Better ya for the C support
She supposed to it on that 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, bitch is eating good
Like an infant on a double D titty, 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 the kiddies up"
"(Shit)"