Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Out of Bars

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Hangin' out in can become no joke
you start to drinkin' gin, rum, Bacardi and coke
Or and Rossi, Asti Spumante
Even 40s bein' shared throughout the

Jukeboxes slammin' the bright moon
With the melody of a soft Barry White
I sit back like I got it made in the
Holdin' my dick as I to the barmaid

me, miss, "Alright, here I come
May I you?", Yeah, double shot of rum
"On the rocks, sir?", Mmm, not at all
Who the fucks ice inside of burnin' alcohol

I in my pockets to tip the whore
But I'm clumsy, my change start on the floor
I play macho, say leave it for the sweeper
Beep beep beep beep, my fuckin' beeper

I stumblin' to the phone booth
Revealin' all of drinkin' 90 proof
The booth door is closed, the light is on
The girlie just dialed 970

She sit with her legs cocked in the air
While her fingers do the 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 havin' so 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 because we sell?"
I said, "Pussy? That's you call it?"
She out, "You're goddamn right, 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
out of bars

I was in Times Square, hard
Me and the Rakeem, you know the God
females posin' for a flick
Thinkin' of who will be the first to turn a

"Yo, Genius, you see that?", "Yeah", "So 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 flowin' and bagged the hoe bitch

Now we searchin' for a lounge
To down right in the heart of Midtown
Went to this place, the Sting Pit
Got inside and seen all of shit

Men who looked soft but actin'
Dancin' to the beat, Ten City
Females who wore that were tight
With faces resemblin'

Everyone in the bar my girlies mean looks
As if they were fugitive
smiled at me and the God, showin' all 32
That's I caught the clue

As this redbone, who she looked fly
up on me, and she said hi
That one little word up the whole night
Her voice was than Barry White

I jumped up and boy, did I
I pull out a nine and I empty the
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
out of bars
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