Luyện nghe bài hát Lower

I tell her, sooner or this club gon close
And be looking for something to do
be looking for somewhere to go
Sooner or later this gon close
Im the nigga you gon see
the nigga you gon wanna know

[Joe - Verse 1]
Look, is incredible, amazing
Had to notice as I on the way in
her, she crashed where I was staying
I then had to tell her, relax we aint
Cant get the hotel suite with the fire
Without Serena legs and the waist
Good hair and skin she should model more
off of shots so what would I buy the bottle for
In a Jaguar, she a only came her for the hoopers
Still a nigga brought the
He aint got no idea that Im by them shooters
Never if Ima have to treat em like he an intruder
Now back to the though, she say its natural
Lipo scarred but its by a tattoo
Bounced on the girlfriend, they aint mad at you
they even mad at though, yeah I like that attitude

Now cut the lights down just a lower
a little lower (x3)
Grab her by the thigh and get her to closer
Let her feel a gun size in the
Then her glass to the top she too sober
Cut the lights down just a lower
hit the corner, something I gotta show ya

[Young Chris - 2]
so clean where the fuck is my roof
Somebody girl gon f-cked in my coupe
No chain drippin lets give em the
Ride up to the club we brings the here
Where them hoes at, try to something
New toya, to buck something
Know the haters out, gotta something
get the gun in the club I gotta cut something
Only girls, no duck huntin
Its time of the whaat? Bitch suck something
shots, peach Ciroc and Im off
Before you know it, the be in the house
Get up on that, get up in
Open wide girl, get ya chin
My type of yeah, where you been at
way too bright you gotta dim that

[Joe Budden - 3]
Shape, she should be on a
She get it in, a little jack, a little
And Ill take it from the to the sofa
Send her out with her pussy all re-upholstered
Shawty bad though, Im talking fine
All I need to do is hit it one
Bet I be the nigga she gon confine
Try to bring the cuffs out, now Im confined
I aint chase her, other fought hard
You thinks its scarier, marry her,
Me I beat it up, the assault charge
Marks all over her body a report card
I a witness, come and look at all of that
Say she around, I ignore pass
My bread is my bread I wont her ass
All that mean is no rings in the forecast