Luyện nghe bài hát Tell Me Why

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

unnamed singer]
Just me why baby, did I ever did I ever did I ever let you go baby
Cause I love you cause I love you I really love you so baby
Baby, woo - it's the last time that I'll let you down
I make the same mistakes again

Yeah, since way back I was a mag-a-net for women
And brought up in the city where they their pimpin
I fight temptation daily, I could be in chillin
With young, eager talent, they ready and willin
I get a lot of numbers but don't really call 'em
Unless I hit 'em just to let 'em know I'm out here
I know you picture me, up with these other women
Most of the time I'm not, I get 'em
Who was that woman at me up in Wal*Mart
in the sexual fantasy, her drawers hot
But back to the subject, the chemistry I loved it
Mental, emotional, couldn't put nothin it
But every unturned stone you had to it
'em over, look what you found, now you disgusted
But before I leave, me in my eye
Don't cry, lie..

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

I got a tank of gas to burn up, turn up the
Baby hit your girls, go tell 'em get ready to go
We fo', somewhere, tucked in and very low key
No interruptions, no phones, no tee-vee
you and me, sippin up on some Hennessy
Makin sure 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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