Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Out of Bars

Yo, check shit out

Hangin' out in bars can become no
When you start to drinkin' gin, rum, and coke
Or Martini and Rossi, Asti
40s bein' shared throughout the posse

Jukeboxes slammin' throughout the moon
With the of a soft Barry White tune
I sit like I got it made in the shade
my dick as I talk to the barmaid

Excuse me, miss, "Alright, I come
May I help you?", Yeah, shot of rum
"On the rocks, sir?", 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 fallin' on the floor
I play macho, then say leave it for the
Beep beep beep beep beep, my beeper

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

She sit back her legs cocked in the air
While her fingers do the walkin' her knotty pubic hair
Her eyes are shut tight, she moans and
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 what you it?"
She screamed out, "You're 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?"

out of bars
Stay out of

I was in Times Square, loungin'
Me and the Rakeem, you know the God
Watchin' 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 to have 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 zebra
To down right in the heart of Midtown
to this place, called the Sting Pit
Got inside and all types of shit

Men who looked soft but actin'
Dancin' to the beat, Ten style
Females who wore jeans that tight
With faces transvestites

in the bar gave my girlies mean looks
As if they were crooks
They at me and the God, showin' all 32
when I caught the clue

As this redbone, who she looked fly
Rolled up on me, and she hi
one little word fucked up the whole night
Her voice was deeper Barry 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 off from the scene
the message I got from Rakeem

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