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 this message you down
Then I CC'ed every that I'd see-see 'round town
And hate to see y'all frown, but I'd see her smilin'
Wetness all me, true, but I'm no island
maybe
It makes no sense, I know
Give up all pussy cat that's in my lap
No back
Spaceships don't come equipped rear view mirrors
dip as quick as they can
The atmosphere is now
I'm so like a pimp, I'm glad night
So the light the sun
Would not me on my bum
When I the moon
High jump the
Like a preemie out the
My partner "Too soon! Don't do it!
Reconsider! Read liter-ature on the subject
You sure? it
You know we got your back like
If that do you dirty
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 heart, three stacks, keep your heart
Hey keep your heart, three stacks, keep your
Man these is smart, three stacks, these girls is smart
your part... play your part

My bitch a choosy
Never 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 with $40 in the club
Fuckin' up the game, bitch it gets no
She be cross country, givin' all she got
A a pop, I'm pullin' Bentleys off the lot
I smashed up the one, bought me a red
Every time we hit the parkin' lot we head
hoes wanna choose but them bitches too scary
Your chose me, you ain't a pimp, you a fairy

Baby you been solo, time 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 girl I don't my woman, that ain't my style
Need a real street stalker (stalker) to a green mile
We up the paper on the dinin' room table
Cuz you able to I'm the truth and not a fable
We rock the freshest Sable, keep that on the rack
I look like with some thousand dollar shit up on my back?
I'm a million dollar mack that need a billion dollar
Put my in your life, watch ya daddy 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 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

meeny decisions, with precision I pick or
Make my selection on who I choose to be wit'
Don't touch my protection, I know you want it to
But slippin' is somethin' I do, tippin' for life
That's like makin' it rain every on schedule
Let me you, get your parasol umbrella
Cuz it's gonna get
prepare ya for the C support
She supposed to spend it on baby but we see she don't
"Ask-ask McCartney"
"The couldn't stop 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, that bitch is eating
Like an infant on a double D titty, just plump
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)"