Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Out

featuring Keith R.O.C.

[JD to R.O.C.]

I'm feelin' 2x is you wit' me?
I'm the type you see at the bar fresh it up
And every girl I talk to yeah I'm to cut
I tell'em all I'm Chi Chi and nice to meet ya
Real I tell how she got all the right features
The jams come on and the get refilled
We dance and watch the build
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
Niggas hate, I but I don't stop I shine
I'm in the club week, same place, same time
thing on the mind, PARTY! PARTY!
So the hell with all that, we tryin' to find
The right kind the lights come off
Shit, I'm tryin' to sumpin' home

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

Now, is it my name's Jermaine? no
It's all how I kick my game, you know?
I just with it, spend a little dough with it
Entertain, before you know, I'm in your brain my thang
Tellin' you how you smell
you up for a drop top cruise through the A-T-L
Now when they tipsy, risky, you don't know what you facin'
Fuck around and end up like Mason
So I let'em a few things 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 rape cause all on tape
you said put the cake
How you fed me the
What I did the ice that made you shake, shake
Now when the night's and the girl is gone
I'm back up in the club singin' the same song

Now, walk in, I'm the grown man that you to trick
But I'm feelin' your dress, and lovin' your hips
But I'm buggin' off this, "Why you on the wrist?"
Golddigger, huh, mommy? Oh, you that bitch?
Ain't that some shit? Suddenly, you and kisses
be the dough you holdin' so obvious wit' it
I get G's to flash, T.V.'s in the
See Sinbad, Vibe, ladies clockin' to ride
Luxury flows, lengerie hoes, R.O.C. hit'em mo' than Conseco
Uh, RBI's, orange top fly, the skin, slim
The nice braids, brown
R.O.C.'s pimpin' from Jersey to Richmond
y'all playas waitin' to like 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