Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp C

(feat. Ron Isley)

[Nelly] Let's go is too, too, pimpish} c'mon

[Ron
yea
Oooooh yeah, ooh!
She wants you for your Juice
I can't it, cause she's gon' break me for my Pimp Juice
I think I cut her loose
She me for my Pimp Juice
Think I CUT HER LOOSE!

+ (Ron Isley)
I'm still in that, seventy-four, the Coupe in
Still got the seats, the leather, wood on the (won'tcha)
One touch on my sunroof but mama it alone now
you see it? It's goin back on it's own now
(Ooooooooh-oooh!) how we do it baby
(Ahh yeah.) dayy-ayyys
. We three-sixty-five
I ya - winter spring and fall, in the summer we ride
(Oooh) actin like you never seen it before - before
Like them country ain't got no dough
(Chick please) Get in.
(Dust shoes off) befo' you touch that flo'
you wanna put your feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
I say you look to put feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
in a hurry (SLOW DOWN, ohh yeah)
You from Russia, uh-uh. OOH!

[Chorus: Ron + (Nelly)
Pimp Juice (uh-uhh uh. uh)
I think I to let her loose (uh-uhh uh)
(I ya) This old lady (oh man) she's so shady
(Ooooh, uh-uhh uh.) (uh-uhh uh. uh-uhh uh)
(I tell ya) I can't it (no no)
Cause she's break me (yeah)

+ (Ron Isley)
I'm - clean as a whistle, sharp as a razor (uh-huh)
In from Vokal to the Gators (now listen)
Still play the haters (OWW!) like should be played
And I'm quick to lay a lady (OWW!) if she no delays
got the fade, still thinkin 'bout braids ('bout braids)
See cats with braids steady to fades (oh-oh-oh)
That's just the Juice jackin - jackin
If we were hoopin, I'd be "They hackin - they hackin"
And I see you momma, in your Gabbana (woo!)
Gucci and Prada boo you even hotter
The lucciana ain't no for poppa
Shoppin sprees, got the keys, if you it I gotta
So you to put your feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
I say you put your feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
You're in a (SLOW DOWN, ohh yeah)
I send you Green Bay Packin my.

w/ minor variations

+ (Ron Isley)
See now your Juice is anything, attract the opposite sex
I'm talkin 'bout money, fame, or straight
It matter, see women got the Pimp Juice too
Come to think about it - dirty, got mo' than we do
got mo' (juice in they walk) they got mo' (juice in they talk)
And if you they got (juice in they pants) you be like, damn!
I you man it's a cryin shame, cryin shame.
. how women out herre use, they use the juice in vein - you hear me
Pimp Juice is color blind, color blind blind
You find it work on all color creeds and (whoah-ohhh)
From ages 50 right down to 9 to 9
Yo it's the Mayor, Mr. Biggs, uh-uh yo they won't (watch me recline)
Cause you put your feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
I say you go to put your on my rug (don'tcha?)
You're in a (SLOW DOWN, ohh yeah)
Stand on my boo. C'MON!

w/ minor variations

{*Ron harmonizes until fade*}

[Ron Isley] She you for your Pimp Juice.