Luyện nghe bài hát The Repo Man Sings for You

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

cry to me and don't lie to me
Actin' you ain't home, fakin' on the phone
You shoulda thought that when you bought the Benzy
You missed a few
Now we gotta come and get yo'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But motherfuckers still frequent, no secret
they shit be delinquent
And on closer inspection, collection
Motivates birth protection in the section

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

See I was on the carpet in my apartment
When I heard my car 'cause somebody sparked it
So I run all the way down the full throttle
'Don't give in' is my motto, so I bust him a bottle

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

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

Even hillbillies at a party dancin'
Get they Ford trucks with poor
that give the loan figure, damn, in the worst case
We makin' money 'cause we had it in the place

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

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