Luyện nghe bài hát Tell Me Why

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[8
Yeah..
talkin 'bout, what'chu think you doin?
Why you out, where you think you goin?
You actin like you didn't, you what I was doin
3 o'clock in the mornin, you where I was goin
Straight to my spot, a loft in the
Stopped and picked up somethin 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 and the clothes, whatever that you asked me
I was takin 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 know whose shit that is
and phone numbers, I don't know whose shit that is
F'real, you know when I realized that I was
When I the words to this song

unnamed singer]
Just tell me why baby, did I did I ever did I ever let you go baby
Cause I love you cause I love you cause I love you so baby
Baby, woo - it's the very last time that let you down
I won't the same mistakes again

Yeah, since way back I was a mag-a-net for women
And brought up in the where they exercise their pimpin
I fight temptation daily, I be in Paris chillin
With somethin young, talent, they ready and willin
I get a lot of phone 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 with these women
of the time I'm not, occasionally I get 'em
Who was that woman lookin at me up in
Lock in the fantasy, her drawers hot
But back to the subject, the chemistry I really it
Mental, emotional, couldn't put nothin it
But every 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..

[8
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, talkin 'bout, 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 shit fo'
Who you believe me, or them ol' meddlin hoes
Daaaamn, I think of all the shit I put you
This a lonely game and, I be missin you

I got a of gas to burn up, turn up the radio
Baby hit your girls, go tell 'em get ready to go
We headed fo', somewhere, tucked in and 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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