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

So I typed a text to a I used to see
Sayin' that I this cutie pie with whom I wanna be
And I apologize if message gets you down
Then I CC'ed every girl 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 no sense, I know crazy
Give up all pussy cat that's in my lap
No back
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 glad night
So the from the sun
not burn me on my bum
When I the moon
High jump the
a preemie out the womb
My partner yellin' "Too soon! do it!
Reconsider! Read some on the subject
You Fuck it
You know we got back like chiroprac-tic
If bitch 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 your heart, three stacks, keep your heart
Man these girls is smart, three stacks, these girls is
your part... play your part

My bitch a choosy
fuck without a rubber
Never in the sheets, like it on top of the
Money on the dresser, a Kompressor
Top notch hoes get the most, not the
Trash like to fuck $40 in the club
up the game, bitch it gets no love
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
time we hit the parkin' lot we turn head
Some hoes wanna choose but them bitches too
Your bitch chose me, you a pimp, you a fairy

Baby you been solo, time to get down with the team
The grass is greener on that other side, if know I mean
I show you shit you 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 mean my woman, that ain't my style
a real street stalker (stalker) to walk a green mile
We pilin' up the paper on the dinin' room
Cuz you able to I'm the truth and not a fable
We rock the freshest Sable, keep that 'chilla on the
What I look like with some thousand shit up on my back?
I'm a million dollar mack that need a billion bitch
Put my pimpin' in life, watch ya daddy get rich
Easy as A-B-C, as 1-2-3
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 game and how it
We to get chose

Eeny meeny decisions, with precision I or
Make my selection on who I to be wit' girl
Don't my protection, I know you want it to slip
But slippin' is somethin' I don't do, tippin' for
like makin' it rain every month on schedule
Let me tell you, get your 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 space, I know he wish he could
Cuz he payin' 20K a day, that is eating good
an infant on a double D titty, just getting plump
Cuz you miscalculated the next to the-the pump
"Dump-dump in the gut, raw the giddy up"
"Better choose right one or pick-pick the kiddies up"
"(Shit)"