Luyện nghe bài hát Playa Status

[Intro - - talking]
You what it is
No way, no way, aye
Chamillitary
Yeah, up
No way, no way, aye

1 - Chamillionaire]
Hey, everytime I poke her, it's like we playin poker (woo!)
Lipstick smeared and I got her smilin harder The Joker (yeah)
Ever get caught with a chick a chick who like "it's over" (what?)
And get the excuse to work like "I don't even know her"
Tell me where your at 'cause I'm about to flip that like Mattress Mack
I'm gon' light that mattress up I make you pay me back for that
Pockets like a Cabbage Patch, she ready to
She LeBron and Wade, so her status can elevate
I never hesitate, if that heffa had better brakes
Be ready to a date that her cycle was hella late
Get 'cause you're never straight, forever, forever fake
Click over, put her on forever and let her wait
I'm for any games, not ownin a Xbox
I let her get out the and watch her and my ex box
stop, next block, her house like a rest stop
She work me, I'm like a in need of some rest, stop, chill out

- Chamillionaire]
No way, no way, no
No way, no way, I think that you the baddest no mo', no mo', no moooo', umm
So stop beggin and blow up my phone, my phone, my phooonnne
My phone, my phone, it's too late, your playa is gone, is gone, so gooonnne
Umm and you know I'm a it playa fo' sho'

[Verse 2 -
Yeah, uh, guess that I'm gifted, sex is
I it out, you can bet she gon' kiss it
Gettin explicit,
Bet that your chick become a statistic
Number's unlisted, than this kid
Don't know who it's sure not you (who?)
Call when she miss it, she wanna get this, sometimes fast but it's mostly (screw)
No to have any trees, slang D and she'll be OD'd
Hope she ain't got to go to work 'cause this week she gon' be on
I'll let you your sleeve, your chick is like COD
Usually I go check my list and then 'X' 'em Leo G
I know no Robin Givens, plus we can't get that involved
It ain't trickin if you got it (what?) but you get that at all
That's a "nah", had a broad, said she had her prom
Disco/dis go in her upper lip, so she can say she had a
I'm out the driveway, had to take off my shades, so my eyes can dilate
She me that if I'm late, that she gonna kill me, I guess that I'm a die late
I up when I wanna, gonna get in that tummy like I was a organ donor
Now is gonna be Sooner like I was from Oklahoma
Never a Simpson/simp son, so she can't play me like a Homer

[Verse 3 -
First she actin hard to get, once she get got, she too
I snatched the from underneath her seat and take her back
Know that I don't play it, so save it, like a kept
While I hop back on the 24 my Coupe on
the heck is you on? Live and "In Living Color"
Add another, man I'm gutter, want a problem? I have one for ya
Bad to the mother, pass me the rubber, then your lover actin bad under
In HD, yeah the camera will dub her, rollin around 'til the camera smothered
Catch me any club tonight that's not closed
(N Luv Wit My Money), I'm who created the (woo)
Me throwin my money in the chicks' that are not closed
Like to Roscoe's Chicken and Waffles to get nachos
You better go get some cheese from that even care
You better salute at ease when you that you see a playa
a spatula, when I'm in back of her
I that, tap, tap, she say "that's enough"
Like a for chicks, I don't have to cuff
And when I'm if she ever, ever ask for bucks

No way, no way, no