Luyện nghe bài hát Tell Me Why

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Yeah..
talkin 'bout, what'chu think you doin?
Why you walkin out, you think you goin?
You actin like you didn't, you what I was doin
3 o'clock in the mornin, you knew I was goin
to my spot, a loft in the city
Stopped and up somethin pretty on the freeway suckin titties
You in the bed sleepin, I said that I was
You smile when you see me but inside you was
The cars and the clothes, whatever that you me
I was takin care of you, I 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 know whose shit that is
Condoms and numbers, I don't know whose shit that is
F'real, you know when I realized I was wrong
When I wrote the words to song

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tell 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 very time that I'll let you down
I won't the same mistakes again

Yeah, way back I was a mag-a-net for pretty women
And brought up in the city they exercise their pimpin
I temptation daily, I could be in Paris chillin
With young, eager talent, they ready and willin
I get a lot of phone but don't really call 'em
I hit 'em just to let 'em know I'm out here ballin
I know you picture me, up with these other women
Most of the I'm not, occasionally I get 'em
Who was that woman lookin at me up in
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 unturned stone you had to touch 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 weed and
You like how I lick it then, put the dick up in your
There you go, 'bout, what you know, who done said
that they saw me trickin 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' hoes
Daaaamn, I think of all the shit I put you
This a lonely game and, sometimes I be you

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