Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Out of Bars

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Hangin out in bars can become no
When you start to drinkin gin rum and coke
Or and rossi, asti spumante
Even being shared throughout the posse
Jukebox is throughout the bright moon
With the melody, of a soft white tune
I sit back, like I got it made in the
Holding my dick as I to the barmaid
Excuse me miss, "alright I come
May I help " yeah, double shot of rum
"on the rocks " mm-mmm, not at all
Who the fucks need ice inside of alcohol
I reach in my pockets to tip the
But I'm clumsy, my change start falling on the
I play macho, and say it for the sweeper
Beep beep beep beep my fucking beeper
I start stumbling to the phone
Revealing all symptoms of drinking ninety
The booth door is closed, the light is on
The girlie dialed nine-seven-zero porn
She sit back, her legs cocked in the air
While her fingers do the walking through her pubic hair
Her are shut tight, she moans and groan
I hit the glass, "get the off the phone!"
She jumped up and said, "you had to be the one
To interrupt me I was having so much fun"
I said, "hold up, yo, bitch you think cute
To be perverted let a sleazy prostitute"
She said, "how can you try to disrespect any
Or me and my homegirls because we sell"
I said, "pussy? that's what you it? "
She out, "you're God damn right you alcoholic!"
She said, "this is a phone and you do not run it"
I said, "so is pussy but can I use it when I want it? "

out of bars (2x)

I was in times square, hard
Me and the prince rakeem, you the god
Watchin posin for a flick
Thinking of who would be the first to turn a
"yo genius you see that? " "yeah" "so what you "
"let's swing em to the nearest to have a drink"
I winked at one she said, "hi" in a low
Rakeem started flowing and bagged the other hoe
Now we for a zebra lounge
To settle down, right in the of midtown
Went to this place, called the pit
Got inside and all types of shit
Men who looked soft but wild
Dancing to the beat, ten style
Females who wore that were tight
With faces resembling
Everyone in the bar gave my girlies mean
As if they fugitive crooks
smiled at me and the god, showin all thirty-two
That's I caught the clue
As this red-bone, who she looked fly
up on me, and she said "hi"
That one little word up the whole night
Her voice was deeper, barry white
I up, and boy did I flip
I pull out a nine and I empty the
The place was flowin with blood
A midtown massacre type flood
And as we stepped off from the
Here's the message I got from
Stay out of (4x)