Luyện nghe bài hát Tell Me Why

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Yeah..
What'chu talkin 'bout, what'chu you doin?
Why you walkin out, you think you goin?
You actin like you didn't, you knew what I was
3 o'clock in the mornin, you knew I was goin
Straight to my spot, a in the city
Stopped and 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 care of you, I thought you was happy
Out of town, 'round, all-star, Superbowl
A-T-L, City, tippin big dick hoes
Panties on the back seat, I don't whose shit that is
Condoms and phone numbers, I don't know shit that is
F'real, you when I realized that I was wrong
I wrote the words to this song

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

Yeah, since way back I was a mag-a-net for women
And brought up in the where they exercise their pimpin
I fight temptation daily, I be in Paris chillin
With somethin young, eager talent, ready and willin
I get a lot of numbers but don't really call 'em
I hit 'em just to let 'em know I'm out here ballin
I know you picture me, laid up these other women
Most of the I'm not, occasionally I get 'em
Who was that woman lookin at me up in
Lock in the sexual fantasy, her hot
But back to the subject, the I really loved it
Mental, emotional, couldn't put above it
But every stone you had to touch it
Rolled 'em over, what you found, now you disgusted
But I leave, look me in my eye
Don't cry, lie..

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

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

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