Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp C

(feat. Ron Isley)

[Nelly] Let's go {This is too, too, pimpish}

Isley]
yea
Oooooh yeah, ooh!
She wants you for your Pimp
I can't take it, cause she's break me for my Pimp Juice
I think I cut her loose
She wants me for my Pimp
I better CUT HER LOOSE!

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

[Chorus: Ron + (Nelly)
Juice (uh-uhh uh. uh-uhh uh)
I think I to let her loose (uh-uhh uh)
(I tell ya) This old (oh man) she's so shady
(Ooooh, uh.) Yeah (uh-uhh uh. uh-uhh uh)
(I tell ya) I take it (no no)
Cause she's gon' me (yeah)

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

[Chorus] w/ minor

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

w/ minor variations

{*Ron Isley harmonizes fade*}

[Ron She wants you for your Pimp Juice.