Luyện nghe bài hát The Repo Man Sings for You

It's the repo man, is my occupation
It's not my fault you facin' foreclosure, I ya
I'm just an agent, for the man
And his say you owe him for this land

Don't cry to me and lie to me
Actin' like you ain't home, on the phone
You shoulda thought about that you bought the Benzy
You missed a few
Now we come and get yo' shit

If you on the payments
I get paid to make sure that you pay
Or get out, throw all clothes in the streets
Frozen meats out your

Then my boys come back and get it with the forklift
Heh, we don't care how hard you worked, we takin' yo'
It's too late, your payment's way past your due
You couldn't hide from me, even with a new

Or plastic surgery, debt's outstandin'
I don't care your family, don't hand me
No excuses, you it's useless, no one's stoppin' me
Just get off the property before I bring the cops me

Possibly, this turn into a criminal act
Gimme your fax machine, PlayStation in the
Adjacent to the big television
You can't tell the no, we gotta get the dough

The want they G's or the keys
To the convertible and hey, nothin' personal,
I'm doin' my job
(You know?)
Collectin' on your debts, now you're a wad

Bruisin' your wallet, whatever in your
All get to my agency, then they payin' me
It phasin' me, that's my thing
When I mob off witcha shit, listen to me

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One, from sleepin' on the street
Too many bills my scrill don't
Three day from the landlord on the seat
caliber shots ain't discrete

But motherfuckers still jack frequent, no
'Cause they shit be
And on closer inspection, collection
Motivates birth in the brokest section

In words, the ghetto
Repo man, strings like Giupetto
Squeeze two at him, let go, 'cause I gotta be real
I'm tired of infomercials with five-year payment deals

See I was sleepin' on the in my apartment
When I heard my car 'cause somebody sparked it
So I run all the way down the hallway full
give in' is my motto, so I bust him with a bottle

He screamin', "Whatchu pay me with?"
Then he laughin', singin' crazy shit
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I said, "Shut the fuck up", and then I him in the jaw

But was no use, even though he skidaddled
collectors make my phone rattle, tell my kids don't tattle
When you pick up the receiver, I'm sick with a
You don't know where I am

hillbillies at a party line dancin'
Get they Ford with poor financing
Banks that give the figure, damn, in the worst case
We makin' money we had it in the first place

And where was it that got that cash from?
You you deposit it from bustin' yo' ass
Well, two weeks after that altercation
I noticed my lock had a slight alteration
My TV was gone and out the window my room
I the repo man sing his devious tune, it went

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