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 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 that I was workin
You smile you see me but inside 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, 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 realized I was wrong
When I wrote the to this song

unnamed 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 I really love you so baby
Baby, woo - it's the very last time that I'll let you
I won't make the mistakes again

Yeah, since way I was a mag-a-net for pretty women
And brought up in the city where exercise their pimpin
I fight daily, I could be in Paris chillin
With somethin young, eager talent, they ready and
I get a lot of numbers but don't really call 'em
Unless I hit 'em just to let 'em know I'm out ballin
I know you picture me, laid up these other women
Most of the time I'm not, I get 'em
Who was woman lookin 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 above it
But every stone you had to touch it
Rolled 'em over, look what you found, now you
But I leave, look me in my eye
Don't cry, lie..

[8
You and me, of that, sticky weed and cog-nac
You how I lick it then, put the dick up in your back
There you go, talkin 'bout, what you know, who said
that saw me trickin some-where with one of yo' friends
Did you see me do it NO, do you that shit 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 tank of gas to burn up, up the radio
Baby hit your girls, go 'em c'mon get ready to go
We fo', somewhere, tucked in and very low key
No interruptions, no phones, no tee-vee
Just you and me, 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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