Luyện nghe bài hát Tell Me Why

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Yeah..
What'chu talkin 'bout, think you doin?
Why you walkin out, where you you goin?
You actin like you didn't, you knew I was doin
3 o'clock in the mornin, you knew I was goin
Straight to my spot, a loft in the
and picked up somethin pretty on the freeway suckin titties
You in the bed sleepin, I said I was workin
You when you see me but inside you was hurtin
The cars and the clothes, whatever that you me
I was takin of you, I thought that you was happy
Out of town, fuckin 'round, all-star,
A-T-L, Magic City, tippin big dick
Panties on the back seat, I don't know whose shit is
Condoms and numbers, I don't know whose shit that is
F'real, you when I realized that I was wrong
I wrote the words to this song

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Just tell me why baby, did I ever did I did I ever let you go baby
I love you cause I love you cause I really love you so baby
Baby, woo - it's the very time that I'll let you down
I won't make the mistakes again

Yeah, since way I was a mag-a-net for pretty women
And brought up in the city they exercise their pimpin
I fight temptation daily, I could be in Paris
With somethin young, talent, they ready and willin
I get a lot of phone numbers but don't call 'em
Unless I hit 'em just to let 'em I'm out here ballin
I you picture me, laid up with these other women
Most of the I'm not, occasionally I get 'em
Who was woman lookin at me up in Wal*Mart
Lock in the sexual fantasy, her hot
But back to the subject, the chemistry I really it
Mental, emotional, couldn't put nothin it
But every unturned stone you had to it
Rolled 'em over, what you found, now you disgusted
But before I leave, me in my eye
cry, never lie..

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You and me, of that, sticky weed and cog-nac
You like how I it then, put the dick up in your back
There you go, talkin 'bout, what you know, who done
that they saw me some-where with one of yo' friends
Did you see me do it NO, do you know that fo' sho'
Who you gon' believe me, or ol' meddlin hoes
Daaaamn, I think of all the I put you through
This a game and, sometimes I be missin you

I got a tank of gas to burn up, turn up the
Baby hit your girls, go 'em c'mon get ready to go
We headed fo', somewhere, tucked in and low key
No interruptions, no phones, no tee-vee
Just you and me, sippin up on some
Makin that we finish the whole, cup to the end it be
to be chemistry between us and even though
you saw the in my Beamer..

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