Luyện nghe bài hát No Exit

I get out this relationship
But I'm scared my man will flip
He always swears how he's gonna me
And me with the bullets from his clip

I met her in Queens, her was erotic
She asked me I come from and I just replied, "The projects"
Love at first as she was staring
Checking me up and down, yeah, at the gear that I was

I had an office jacket, Polo shirt, diamond on my
pants ticked inside of some Timberlands
Her eyes just on my face
She her hand on my hip and felt the four-fifths on my waist

Yo, my is AK
The hard shit that shot a cop with a Glock
'Cause he to make the money stop
She didn't speak, she didn't start, she didn't
All of the sudden, "Let's a walk through the park"

But it was dark, she bother
She probably thought I was trying to her out
a Central Park jogger
But not my style that's what I'm telling ya
Give me number and I'll probably call you up on my cellular

At we spoke for hours and hours and hours and hours
Hot convo turned into showers
Monogamy, yo, increased to
Miss Astrologist she looked like a star to me

But I be dressing sharper those brothers with Farrakahan
Throwing a lucky without a leprachaun's arm
Out on the dealing and sticking up
I try to make her look appealing, I out and started tricking bucks

I got her all up, she used to look messed up
Now all of her friends can't wait to be up
I need to get her thoughts up
She fell a blender, she got the stuff all mixed up

She caught me talking a quits
But that's that old bullshit, it's ain't over I say it's over, miss
So if you wanna catch a fit, you a melon split
Once you in there, ain't no

I wanna get out relationship
But I'm scared that my man will
He always swears how he's gonna me
And fill me the bullets from his clip

I talk a good game of
Put it in your ear and let it
Benadryl can't the migraine
Once my voice your brain

So you can talk that slang dialect
But I got a to keep you in check
words make you come correct
Think to stop giving the loving
You be smoking pesticide
you're damn sure bugging

After one hit, ready to split
What, are you test cars?
that ol' dum dum shit
You flatter me trying to sign off
You best to the batteries out your watch
If you want time off

I write my name on your street
So you can scratch my letters,
If you mark my words
I got the Calimyne me

In you wanna try me
And break out on my ass like ivy
You better it or ease, roll up you sleeves
And to go all out like New Year's Eve

Trying to take my like a Swaggart
Girl, I have to bag ya and on your head like Niagara
Shit, you're to catch it once I start flexing
Ayo bum, bitch, there ain't no

I wanna get out relationship
But I'm that my man will flip
He swears how he's gonna kill me
And me with the bullets from his clip