Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get Away

Hey, let's get away and get a room on the side of town
Hey shawty, I was for you
(Was you of me, hey, hey)
Hey, let's get a room, shawty we can somethin' if you down
(What you do?)
Hey daddy, I was for you

Bet be like "I know he tired of the nightlife
He want a wife, he lookin' for the right type"
Yea right, I be ridin' through the lights
My hat bent, gettin' high the 'lac tint
I'm chilllin' Brazilian women, heavy accents
They friends translatin', got 'em all ass naked, adjacent
relations with 'em many places
Leavin' in they British faces
kiss they partners with it in they faces
Young pimpin' sprung women 'cross the 50
Got ladies requestin' "What's Yo Name" on 50 stations
Askin' me what's a popper, want a demonstration
But I ain't waitin' til the second date, I'm so
Relieve'em of they aggravation, take'em
On them Dayton's, tell'em "Baby, stick with me, you places"
Go replace'em, erase'em out my memory
Moist panties and wet sheets they think of me

Yo, yo, uh,
From to Cali, from Vegas to Jersey
Got'em in Houston, Virginia, New Orleans, ya me?
All the classy ones like to act they a virgin
And the nasty ones like I talk to'em dirty
But I'm breakin' the ice, laughin' and flirtin'
They be, they skirts when they hop in the 'burban
the flick start playin' and the E start kickin' in
Her girlfriend and she beggin' me to stick it in
That's why, I chillin' with women who like women
Light skinned, Asians, and white women
Indians, Italians, and Puerto Ricans
be itchin' for they chance and waitin' in me to freak'em
say

Excuse me shawty, but I watchin' you now for a while
Yo whole style, from yo to the way that you smile
And I hope you ain't offended by the way this sounds
But uhh... all I keep thinkin' is layin' you down
And I'm, keepin' it pimpin', I ain't around
got that kinda time 'cause this the only day I'm in town
So and, chill in the cut if you willin' to cut
And when you, give me a hug I be yo butt
Now so while for while we talkin', I'm yo cup
We killin' the bottle, wake up in dirty tomorrow
But tell me would it you if we ended up at the W
Sippin' on a pine apple juice and a blunt or two
Now want to do? Opportunity's right in front of you
Know you to meetin' dudes, dodgin'em for a month or two
But young pimpin' linen to the young women
I'm T.I.P., as pussy popper to some women

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Whoa whoa
Ladies and
This, is a Jazze Phizzle, T.I.
of the south, oh boy
Jazze Phizzle, T.I., Grand daddy
So smooth,
up daddy