Luyện nghe bài hát Tyrone

I'ma this out right quick on y'all
Now keep in mind I'm an artist and I'm sensitivie my shit
So y'all be nice it, alright
Sisters how y'all feel, brothers y'all
Let me see how groove to this

Alright, I'm gettin' tired of shit
You don't never buy me

See every time you come
You got to Jim, James, Paul, and Tyrone

See why can't we be by ourselves,
See I've been having this on my mind for a time
I just it to be, you and me, like It used to be, Baby
But ya don't how to act

So matter of fact, I think ya call Tyrone (call him)
And Tell him on, help you get your shit (come on, come on, come on)
You need to Tyrone (call him)
And him I said come on

Now everytime I ask you for a cash
You say no and turn right around and ask me for ass
Oh, Well hold up, listen partna, I ain't no thrill
Cause Miss Badu is always comin' for you know the deal, nigga

Every time we go somewhere, I gotta down in my purse
To pay way and your homeboys way and sometimes your cousin's way

don't never have to pay, don't have no cars
Hang in bars try to hang around with stars
Like Badu, tell you the truth
Showing groove or get the

I ya better (call him)
And tell him come on, help you get your

You to call Tyrone (call him)
Hold on but ya use my phone