Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Out of Bars

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

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

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

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

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

She sit back with her cocked in the air
While her fingers do the walkin' through her knotty pubic
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 when I was havin' so fun"
I said, "Hold up, yo, bitch, you it's cute
To be let alone a sleazy prostitute"

She said, "How can you try to any female
Or me and my just because we sell?"
I said, "Pussy? That's what you it?"
She out, "You're goddamn right, you alcoholic"

She said, "This is a public and you do not run it"
I said, "So is pussy but can I use it when I want it?"

out of bars
Stay out of

I was in Times Square, loungin'
Me and the Prince Rakeem, you the God
Watchin' females posin' for a
Thinkin' of who will be the first to a trick

"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
started flowin' and bagged the other 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 jeans were tight
With faces resemblin'

Everyone in the bar gave my girlies looks
As if they fugitive crooks
They smiled at me and the God, all 32
That's when I caught the

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

I up and boy, did I flip
I out a nine and I empty the clip
The place was with crazy blood
A little Midtown massacre type

And as we stepped off the scene
Here's the message I got from

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