Luyện nghe bài hát Tell Me Why

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Yeah..
What'chu 'bout, what'chu think you doin?
Why you walkin out, where you you goin?
You actin you didn't, you knew what 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 pretty on the freeway suckin titties
You in the bed sleepin, I said that I was
You smile when you see me but you was hurtin
The cars and the clothes, that you asked me
I was care of you, I thought that 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 know whose shit is
Condoms and phone numbers, I 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 tell me why baby, did I ever did I 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 won't make the same mistakes

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 Paris
somethin young, eager talent, they ready and willin
I get a lot of phone numbers but don't call 'em
Unless I hit 'em to let 'em know 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 that lookin at me up in Wal*Mart
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 unturned you had to touch it
'em over, look 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, of that, sticky weed and cog-nac
You like how I lick it then, put the dick up in back
There you go, talkin 'bout, what you know, who said
that they saw me trickin some-where with one of yo'
Did you see me do it NO, do you know that shit fo'
Who you believe me, or them ol' meddlin hoes
Daaaamn, I think of all the I put you through
This a lonely and, sometimes I be missin you

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

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