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 an agent, workin' for the man
And his manuscript say you owe him for land

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

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

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

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

Possibly, this turn into a criminal act
your fax machine, PlayStation in the basement
Adjacent to the big screen
You can't the system 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?)
on your debts, now you're losin' a wad

Bruisin' your wallet, whatever in your
All get took to my agency, then they me
It ain't phasin' me, that's my
When I mob off witcha shit, listen to me

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One, paycheck from sleepin' on the
Too many bills my don't meet
Three day notice from the on the seat
caliber shots ain't discrete

But still jack frequent, no secret
they shit be delinquent
And on inspection, repossession collection
Motivates birth protection in the brokest

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

See I was sleepin' on the carpet in my
I heard my car ignition 'cause somebody sparked it
So I run all the way down the hallway full
'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
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I said, "Shut the fuck up", and I banked him in the jaw

But that was no use, though he skidaddled
Bill collectors make my phone rattle, my kids don't tattle
When you pick up the receiver, I'm with a fever
You don't know I am either

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

And where was it that they got that from?
You when you it from bustin' yo' ass
Well, two weeks after that altercation
I noticed my front had a slight 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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