Luyện nghe bài hát You Got It (Donut)

Yeah, I to him
Whoa, whoa..
Nah, you ain't got to explain to me
See, you tried to my man and end up playin yourself
for you
Nah, matter of fact for you
And your golddiggin girlfriend you put me with)

(Thought I was a donut)
(Tried to me)
(Thought I was a donut)
(Thought I was a donut, you tried to me)

This story I'm about to tell ya
Is all about girl named Delia
Five seven a Gucci queen
With gold all over that flowed a stream
I met her in a club on a Saturday
The girl's jeans were and I got hype
I thought about talkin to little miss
But I seen guy after guy gettin dissed
Every guy cracked got flagged
But somethin kept (you) (you) (you bad)
I up and asked the girl to take a ride
I in her ear, said, "My car's outside"
At first she and said, "Nah, not yet"
Then I her it's a 'Vette and she said "bet"
"Under one condition: you let me drive it"
She kissed me on the and I said (you got it)

(You got it)

Oh what sweet music she and I
I was gettin dissed while she was gettin paid
Everything that I owned, she it
All the way to my foodstamp booklets
I was her bein my wife and
All she was tryin to do was
Every dime that she could extort
She was Jane the Ripper, and she couldn't be
My tried to tell me but I stood behind her
(The girl nothin but a 49er)
tried to tell me but I couldn't be told
Because her beauty was a that was diggin for gold
Diamonds and furs, I all I had
And took her every day at Sack's 5th ave
Visa, and even Discover
She told me this is the way that I can her I love her
My tried talkin to me, they tried stoppin me
(If she had a gun they'd her for robbery!)
I she was playin me for every dime
But I when people said (Homes, your girl is fine)
But then one day, yo, I got
I found out she was messin with a of guys
She told me that she loved me but I guess she it
Oh, you play hardball, huh (You got it)

(You got it)

The final night I caught this girlie
I was out of town and I came early
I caught her in a club kissin guy Fred
Stormed up right her, grabbed her and I said
Yo What's up baby
on you got to be crazy
That's cousin you think I'm a nut
What kinda cousin you let put his hand on your butt
Na girl, you done got out of
And it's about to like I'm the repo man
You all of my funds like a rug
But you the cord too far you pulled the plug
Let's what on it's too late to talk
like monopoly and I bought you the Boardwalk
But tomorrow you'll up and take a look
And think the stockmarket on your pocketbook
But it's over now I everything
All the way from Vuiton bags to earrings
Especially the solid gold noodles
And the watch, the whole kit and kaboodle
tell me I'm trippin
Oh, you got now you're forgettin
Who did what for who I my all to you
I seem to see why you did wrong to me
I finally figured out you're about
But the bottom of the ninth two strikes and two outs
You can go make a sucker of fellow
It's let's give it up Cinderella
I goin for it, stop cryin
Like Ms. said I ain't buyin it
Game over girl you clockin
You your walking papers (You got it)

(You got it)
(Thought I was a donut)
(Tried to me)