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 you for your Pimp Juice
I take it, cause she's gon' break me for my Pimp Juice
I think I better cut her
She wants me for my Pimp
I better CUT HER LOOSE!

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

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

+ (Ron Isley)
I'm still - clean as a whistle, sharp as a (uh-huh)
In from Vokal to the Gators (now listen)
play the haters (OWW!) like they should be played
And I'm to lay a lady (OWW!) if she want no delays
Still got the fade, still thinkin 'bout ('bout braids)
See cats braids steady switchin to fades (oh-oh-oh)
just the Pimp Juice jackin - jackin
If we hoopin, I'd be yellin "They hackin - they hackin"
And I see you momma, in your Gabbana (woo!)
Gucci and Prada boo you look hotter
The lucciana no problem for poppa
sprees, got the keys, if you want it I gotta
So you look to put your on my rug (don'tcha?)
I say you wanna put your on my rug (don'tcha?)
You're in a (SLOW DOWN, ohh yeah)
I send you Green Bay about my.

[Chorus] w/ variations

+ (Ron Isley)
See now your Pimp Juice is anything, the opposite sex
I'm talkin money, fame, or straight intellect
It don't matter, see women got the Juice too
Come to think it - dirty, they got mo' than we do
They got mo' (juice in walk) they got mo' (juice in they talk)
And if you look got (juice in they pants) you be like, damn!
I tell you man a cryin shame, cryin shame.
. how women out use, they use the juice in vein - you hear me mayne
Pimp Juice is color blind, blind color blind
You find it on all color creeds and kinds (whoah-ohhh)
From ages 50 right down to 9 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!

[Chorus] w/ variations

{*Ron harmonizes until fade*}

[Ron Isley] She you for your Pimp Juice.