Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Out

featuring Sweat 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 buyin' it up
And every I talk to yeah I'm tryin' to cut
I tell'em all I'm Chi Chi and nice to meet ya
Real quick I tell how she got all the right
The come on and the glasses get refilled
We dance and watch the build
Now I'm all up in her ear and she
At the same time, how a nigga glistenin'
BLING! BLING! I'm it's bout time to go
Get the be out of valet and start the late show
Niggas hate, I know but I stop I shine
I'm in the every week, same place, same time
thing on the mind, PARTY! PARTY!
So the hell all that, we tryin' to find somebody
The right kind 'fore the lights off
Shit, I'm tryin' to sumpin' home

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

Now, is it my name's Jermaine? no
It's all about how I my game, you know?
I flow with it, spend a little dough with it
Entertain, before you know, I'm in your doing my thang
Tellin' you how good you
Send you up for a drop top through the A-T-L
Now when they tipsy, it's risky, you don't know you facin'
Fuck around and end up like Mason
So I let'em know a few before we leave
Like, "it's true, I tapes damn everything"
So don't even think lyin', baby
Or try baby, to set me up for cause it's 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 is gone
I'm back up in the club the same damn song

Now, walk in, I'm the man that you figure to trick
But I'm feelin' your dress, girl and your hips
But I'm buggin' off this, "Why you on the wrist?"
Golddigger, huh, mommy? Oh, you ain't bitch?
Ain't that some shit? Suddenly, you 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, clockin' to ride
Luxury flows, lengerie hoes, R.O.C. hit'em mo' than Jose
Uh, RBI's, orange top fly, the skin, slim
The braids, brown eyes
R.O.C.'s stay pimpin' from Jersey to
y'all waitin' to ball like 6th men
I'm done with the game, point spread by a
Speakin' of hundreds, is a nice way to slide it, let's ride