Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Out of Bars

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Hangin out in bars can no joke
When you start to gin rum bacardi and coke
Or martini and rossi, asti
Even forties being throughout the posse
is slamming throughout the bright moon
With the melody, of a soft barry white
I sit back, I got it made in the shade
Holding my dick as I talk to the
Excuse me miss, "alright I come
May I help you? " yeah, double of rum
"on the sir? " mm-mmm, not at all
Who the need ice inside of burning alcohol
I reach in my to tip the whore
But I'm clumsy, my change start on the floor
I play macho, and say it for the sweeper
beep beep beep beep my fucking beeper
I start to the phone booth
Revealing all of drinking ninety proof
The phone booth is closed, the light is on
The girlie just dialed nine-seven-zero
She sit back, her legs cocked in the air
While her fingers do the through her knotty pubic hair
Her eyes are shut tight, she moans and
I hit the glass, "get the off the phone!"
She up and said, "you just had to be the one
To interrupt me I was having so much fun"
I said, "hold up, yo, bitch you think it's
To be perverted let alone a 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 public and you do not run it"
I said, "so is your pussy but can I use it when I it? "

Stay out of (2x)

I was in times square, loungin
Me and the rakeem, you know the god
females posin for a flick
Thinking of who be the first to turn a trick
"yo you see that? " "yeah" "so what you think? "
"let's em to the nearest spot to have a drink"
I at one she said, "hi" in a low pitch
started flowing and bagged the other hoe bitch
Now we searchin for a zebra
To settle down, right in the heart of
Went to this place, called the pit
Got inside and seen all of shit
Men who looked but acting wild
Dancing to the beat, ten style
Females who wore jeans that were
faces resembling transvestites
Everyone in the bar gave my girlies looks
As if they were fugitive
They at me and the god, showin all thirty-two
when I caught the clue
As red-bone, who thought she looked fly
up on me, and she said "hi"
That one little fucked up the whole night
Her voice was deeper, barry white
I up, and boy did I flip
I pull out a nine and I the clip
The place was flowin with crazy
A midtown massacre type flood
And as we stepped off from the
the message I got from rakeem
Stay out of (4x)