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

So I typed a to a girl I used to see
Sayin' I chose this cutie pie with whom I wanna be
And I apologize if this message you down
Then I CC'ed 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
Peninsula
It makes no sense, I know
Give up all this cat that's in my lap
No back
Spaceships don't come equipped with view mirrors
They dip as quick as can
The atmosphere is now
I'm so like a pimp, I'm it's night
So the from the sun
Would not me on my bum
When I the moon
High the broom
a preemie out the womb
My yellin' "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 that bitch do you
We'll wipe her ass out in some
Now hurry
Go on to the
I know you ain't a pimp, but pimp remember I taught ya
Keep your heart, three stacks, keep heart
Hey keep heart, three stacks, keep your heart
Man these is smart, three stacks, these girls is smart
Play your part... your part

My bitch a lover
Never without a rubber
Never in the sheets, like it on top of the
on the dresser, drive a Kompressor
Top notch get the most, not the lesser
Trash like to with $40 in the club
up the game, bitch it gets no love
She be country, givin' all that she got
A a pop, I'm pullin' Bentleys off the lot
I smashed up the 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 a pimp, you a fairy

Baby you been rollin' solo, time to get with the team
The grass is greener on that side, if know what I mean
I show you you never seen, the Seven Wonders of the World
And I can you the eighth if you wanna be my girl
When I say my girl I don't mean my woman, that ain't my
Need a real street (stalker) to walk a green mile
We pilin' up the paper on the room table
Cuz you to realize I'm the truth and not a fable
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 bitch
Put my in your life, watch ya daddy get rich
Easy as A-B-C, as 1-2-3
Get down U-G-K, Pimp C, B-U-N B
Cuz what's a ho with no pimp? And what's a pimp no hoes?
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 girl
Don't touch my protection, I know you want it to
But slippin' is somethin' I don't do, for life
That's like it rain every month on schedule
Let me tell you, get parasol umbrella
Cuz it's get wetter
Better ya for the C support
She to spend 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"
Send her in to outer space, I know he wish he
Cuz he 20K a day, that bitch is eating 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 choose right one or pick-pick the kiddies up"
"(Shit)"