Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Out of Bars

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out in bars can become no joke
When you to drinkin gin rum bacardi and coke
Or martini and rossi, asti
Even forties being throughout the posse
Jukebox is slamming throughout the moon
With the melody, of a soft barry white
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 " yeah, double shot of rum
"on the sir? " mm-mmm, not at all
Who the fucks need ice inside of burning
I reach in my to tip the whore
But I'm clumsy, my start falling on the floor
I play macho, and say it for the sweeper
Beep beep beep beep beep my fucking
I start stumbling to the booth
Revealing all symptoms of drinking ninety
The booth door is closed, the light is on
The girlie just dialed nine-seven-zero
She sit back, with her legs in the air
her fingers do the walking through her knotty pubic hair
Her eyes are shut tight, she and groan
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 it's cute
To be perverted let a sleazy prostitute"
She said, "how can you try to disrespect any
Or me and my homegirls just 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 pussy but can I use it I want it? "

Stay out of (2x)

I was in square, loungin hard
Me and the prince rakeem, you the god
females posin for a flick
Thinking of who would be the to turn a trick
"yo genius you see " "yeah" "so what you think? "
"let's swing em to the nearest spot to a drink"
I winked at one she said, "hi" in a low
Rakeem started and bagged the other hoe bitch
Now we searchin for a zebra
To settle down, in the heart of midtown
to this place, called the sting pit
Got and seen all types of shit
Men who looked but acting wild
Dancing to the beat, ten city
Females who wore jeans that were
With resembling transvestites
Everyone in the bar gave my girlies mean
As if were fugitive crooks
They smiled at me and the god, all thirty-two
That's I caught the clue
As this red-bone, who thought she fly
up on me, and she said "hi"
That one little fucked up the whole night
Her voice was deeper, than white
I jumped up, and boy did I
I out a nine and I empty the clip
The place was with crazy blood
A little midtown type flood
And as we stepped off the scene
Here's the message I got from
Stay out of (4x)