Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Out

featuring Keith R.O.C.

[JD to R.O.C.]

I'm that 2x is you wit' me?
I'm the type you see at the bar fresh it up
And every girl I talk to I'm tryin' to cut
I all I'm Chi Chi and it's nice to meet ya
quick I tell how she got all the right features
The jams come on and the glasses get
We dance and watch the relations
Now I'm all up in her ear and she
At the time, watchin' how a nigga glistenin'
BLING! BLING! I'm it's bout time to go
Get the be out of valet and the late night show
hate, I know but I don't stop I shine
I'm in the club every week, same place, same
thing on the mind, PARTY! PARTY!
So the with all that, we tryin' to find somebody
The right 'fore the lights come off
Shit, I'm tryin' to sumpin' home

Now if I buy you a drink and you it up
Then, uh, you goin' home with me (and all my say)
And if you talkin' at a party and we talk too
Then, uh, we goin' with me
Now if you came with a friend don't want to do my man
you need to give her your keys
Tell her to call you tomorrow or give you a
Cause tonight, you going home with me, ya

Now, is it because my Jermaine? no
all about how I kick my game, you know?
I just flow it, spend a little dough with it
Entertain, before you know, I'm in your doing my thang
you how good you smell
Send you up for a drop top cruise through the
Now when tipsy, it's risky, you don't know what you facin'
Fuck and end up like Anthony Mason
So I know a few things before we leave
Like, "it's true, I tapes near everything"
So don't even think about lyin',
Or try baby, to set me up for rape cause all on tape
you said put the cake
How you fed me the
What I did with the ice that you shake, shake
Now when the night's over and the girl is
I'm back up in the club singin' the same song

Now, walk in, I'm the grown man that you figure to
But I'm feelin' your dress, girl and lovin' hips
But I'm off this, "Why you stuck on the wrist?"
Golddigger, huh, mommy? Oh, you ain't that
Ain't some shit? Suddenly, you hugs and kisses
Gotta be the dough you holdin' so obvious it
I get G's to flash, T.V.'s in the
See Sinbad, watchin' Vibe, ladies clockin' to
Luxury flows, lengerie hoes, R.O.C. mo' than Jose Conseco
Uh, RBI's, orange top fly, the skin, slim
The braids, brown eyes
R.O.C.'s stay pimpin' from Jersey to
y'all playas waitin' to ball 6th men
I'm with the game, point spread by a hundred
Speakin' of hundreds, is a nice way to slide it, let's ride