Luyện nghe bài hát Shot Down

Boola
(Bang gotcha)

It's your boy Ne-Yo, the tale, of young player
Shot down in this crime, it out
Cutting right to the Ima keep it raw
my way from that side of the dance floor, sugar
My shoes are stepped on, my grey goose all gone, I it
Tryn to get over here, but I aint tripping cause I got paper for every drink I spill,
A bottle it
Every chick I loose, a replaces it
Im sorry me, Im bragging a taste
But
Ive went out of my way to chat and ain't
Something that every day in fact
Girl I can't remember the last time I had to go get
Normally they just to the drop
I pick one I want then we bounce to the spot
We do what we do and I tell her hit the block
But your my tonight, so pack it up and lets go
was that? What!
What you No?

(Bang gotcha)
Oh no no no, (bang gotcha) x2
Oh no no no
I thought I was the man in the palm of my
but she flipped the when she hit me with
(Bang gotcha)
Oh no no no, (bang gotcha) x2
Oh no no no
I thought I was the man in the of my hand
but she flipped the script when she hit me

(Oh ok you not know who I am Ok)

Little momma look, you not understand
You're standing in the of the man
Any woman in here that I
all I do is speak on it as hard Im get, dont trip
Im knowing this is a little scary, having so very fly in your area
I offered to get you some goose and cranberry, the canary jewels must be blind to ya
momma, didnt mean to intimidate (No)
how you feel or humiliate (No)
I know you're thinkin to yourself this is really
Of all he wants me to give him a date
Well its little momma, its you
I you for earlier being a fool its cool
Take a playa hand shawty go, (bang bang) What?
Are still trying to say

Oh no no no (bang gotcha) x2
Oh no no no

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