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 about my
So y'all be nice about it,
how y'all feel, brothers y'all alright
Let me see how y'all groove to

Alright, I'm gettin' tired of your
You don't buy me nothin'

See time you come around
You got to bring Jim, James, Paul, and

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

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

Now everytime I ask you for a little
You say no and turn around and ask me for some 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 reach in my purse
To pay your way and your homeboys way and sometimes cousin's way

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

I think ya (call him)
And tell him on, help you get your shit

You need to call (call him)
on but ya can't use my phone