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 like 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 somethin pretty on the suckin titties
You in the bed sleepin, I said I was workin
You smile when you see me but inside you was
The cars and the clothes, whatever you asked me
I was takin of you, I thought that you was happy
Out of town, fuckin 'round, all-star,
A-T-L, Magic City, big dick hoes
Panties on the back seat, I know whose shit that is
Condoms and phone numbers, I don't whose shit that is
F'real, you know when I that I was wrong
When I wrote the words to this

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Just tell me why baby, did I ever did I ever did I 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 the same mistakes again

Yeah, way back I was a mag-a-net for pretty women
And brought up in the city where they their pimpin
I fight daily, I could be in Paris chillin
With somethin young, eager talent, ready and willin
I get a lot of phone numbers but don't really 'em
Unless I hit 'em to let 'em know I'm out here ballin
I know you picture me, laid up with these other
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 chemistry I really it
Mental, emotional, couldn't put above it
But unturned stone you had to touch it
Rolled 'em over, 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 like how I lick it then, put the dick up in your
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 that fo' sho'
Who you gon' 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
hit your girls, go tell 'em c'mon get ready to go
We fo', somewhere, tucked in and very low key
No interruptions, no cell phones, no
you and me, sippin up on some Hennessy
Makin sure we finish the whole, cup to the end it be
meant to be chemistry between us and even
you saw the in my Beamer..

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