Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Out of Bars

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Hangin out in can become no joke
When you start to gin rum bacardi and coke
Or martini and rossi, spumante
Even forties being throughout the posse
Jukebox is slamming throughout the moon
With the melody, of a soft barry tune
I sit back, I got it made in the shade
Holding my dick as I to the barmaid
Excuse me miss, "alright I come
May I help you? " yeah, double of rum
"on the sir? " 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 macho, and say leave it for the sweeper
Beep beep beep beep beep my fucking
I stumbling to the phone booth
all symptoms of drinking ninety proof
The phone booth is closed, the light is on
The girlie just dialed porn
She sit back, with her legs in the air
her fingers do the walking through her knotty pubic hair
Her eyes are 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 when I was having so fun"
I said, "hold up, yo, bitch you think cute
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 screamed out, "you're God damn you alcoholic!"
She said, "this is a phone and you do not run it"
I said, "so is your but can I use it when I want it? "

Stay out of (2x)

I was in times square, loungin
Me and the rakeem, you know the god
Watchin females for a flick
of who would be the first to turn a trick
"yo genius you see that? " "yeah" "so you think? "
"let's swing em to the spot to have a drink"
I winked at one she said, "hi" in a low
Rakeem started flowing and bagged the hoe bitch
Now we searchin for a lounge
To down, right in the heart of midtown
Went to place, called the sting pit
Got inside and seen all of shit
Men who looked soft but wild
Dancing to the beat, ten city
Females who wore jeans that were
With faces transvestites
Everyone in the bar gave my girlies looks
As if were fugitive crooks
They smiled at me and the god, showin all
That's when I caught the
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 out a nine and I empty the clip
The was flowin with crazy blood
A little midtown type flood
And as we off from the scene
the message I got from rakeem
Stay out of (4x)