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 message gets you down
I CC'ed every girl that I'd see-see 'round town
And hate to see y'all frown, but I'd rather see her
Wetness all me, true, but I'm no island
maybe
It makes no sense, I know
Give up all this cat that's in my lap
No lookin'
don't come equipped with rear view mirrors
They dip as quick as can
The is now ripped
I'm so a pimp, I'm glad it's night
So the from the sun
not burn me on my bum
When I shoot the
High jump the
a preemie out the womb
My partner "Too soon! Don't do it!
Reconsider! Read liter-ature on the subject
You Fuck it
You know we got your like chiroprac-tic
If bitch do you dirty
We'll her ass out in some detergent
Now hurry
Go on to the
I know you ain't a pimp, but pimp what I taught ya
Keep your heart, three stacks, keep heart
Hey keep heart, three stacks, keep your heart
Man these girls is smart, stacks, these girls is smart
Play part... play your part

My bitch a lover
Never fuck without a
Never in the sheets, it on top of the cover
on the dresser, drive a Kompressor
Top notch get the most, not the lesser
Trash to fuck 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 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 bitch chose me, you ain't a pimp, you a

Baby you been rollin' solo, to get down with the team
The grass is greener on that side, if know what I mean
I show you shit you never seen, the Seven Wonders of the
And I can you the eighth if you wanna be my girl
When I say my 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 paper on the dinin' room
Cuz you to realize I'm the truth and not a fable
We rock the freshest Sable, keep that 'chilla on the
What I look like with some dollar shit up on my back?
I'm a million dollar mack need a billion dollar bitch
Put my pimpin' in your life, watch ya daddy get
Easy as A-B-C, as 1-2-3
Get down U-G-K, Pimp C, B-U-N B
Cuz a ho with no pimp? 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, with precision I or
my selection on who I choose to be wit' girl
Don't touch my protection, I you want it to slip
But is somethin' I don't do, tippin' for life
That's like makin' it rain every month on
Let me tell you, get your parasol
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 stop me"
"Slaughter-slaughterin' pockets"
"Had to tie her to a rocket"
Send her in to outer space, I he wish he could
Cuz he payin' 20K a day, that is eating good
Like an on a double D titty, just getting plump
Cuz you miscalculated the next to last pump
"Dump-dump in the gut, raw the giddy up"
"Better that right one or pick-pick the kiddies up"
"(Shit)"