Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Out

featuring Keith R.O.C.

[JD to R.O.C.]

I'm feelin' that 2x is you 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 tell'em all I'm Chi Chi and it's to meet ya
Real quick I tell how she got all the right
The jams come on and the glasses get
We dance and the relations build
Now I'm all up in her ear and she
At the same time, watchin' how a glistenin'
BLING! BLING! I'm thinkin' bout time to go
Get the be out of valet and start the night 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 with all that, we tryin' to find somebody
The kind 'fore the lights come off
Shit, I'm tryin' to take sumpin'

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

Now, is it because my Jermaine? no
all about 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 doing my
you how good you smell
Send you up for a drop top cruise through the
Now when they tipsy, it's risky, you know what you facin'
Fuck around and end up like Anthony
So I let'em know a few before we leave
Like, "it's true, I tapes damn everything"
So don't even think about lyin',
Or try baby, to set me up for rape it's all on tape
Where you put the cake
How you fed me the
What I did the ice that made you shake, shake
Now the night's over and the girl is gone
I'm back up in the club singin' the damn song

Now, in, I'm the grown man that you figure 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, Oh, you ain't that bitch?
Ain't that some shit? Suddenly, you hugs and
Gotta be the 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 Jose
Uh, RBI's, top fly, the brown 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, five's is a nice way to slide it, ride