Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get Away

Hey, let's get away and get a on the other side of town
Hey shawty, I was for you
(Was you of me, hey, hey)
Hey, let's get a room, shawty we can somethin' if you down
(What you do?)
Hey daddy, I was for you

Bet they be "I know he tired of the nightlife
He want a wife, he just for the right type"
Yea right, I be ridin' the city lights
My hat bent, gettin' high the 'lac tint
I'm with Brazilian women, heavy accents
They black friends translatin', got 'em all ass naked,
relations with 'em many places
Leavin' semen in they faces
Make'em they partners with it in they faces
Young pimpin' women 'cross the 50 states
Got ladies requestin' "What's Yo Name" on 50 stations
me what's a pussy popper, want a demonstration
But I ain't waitin' til the second date, I'm so
of they aggravation, take'em rollerskatin'
On them Dayton's, tell'em "Baby, stick with me, you places"
Go replace'em, draw erase'em out my
Moist and wet sheets when they think of me

Yo, yo, uh,
From to Cali, from Vegas to Jersey
Got'em in Houston, Virginia, New Orleans, ya me?
All the classy like to act like they a virgin
And the ones like when I talk to'em dirty
But I'm the ice, got'em laughin' and flirtin'
They be, removin' they skirts when they hop in the
the flick start playin' and the E start kickin' in
Her girlfriend lickin' and she me to stick it in
That's why, I like with women who like women
Light skinned, Asians, and white women
Indians, Italians, Haitians and Puerto
They be for they chance and waitin' in me to freak'em
say

Excuse me shawty, but I been you now for a while
Yo whole style, from yo toes to the way you smile
And I hope you ain't offended by the way that sounds
But uhh... all I thinkin' bout is layin' you down
And I'm, keepin' it pimpin', I ain't playin'
Ain't got that kinda 'cause this the only day I'm in town
So come and, chill in the cut if you to cut
And you, give me a hug I be feelin' yo butt
Now so for while we talkin', I'm fillin' yo cup
We killin' the bottle, wake up in dirty linen
But me would it trouble you if we ended up at the W
on a malibu pine apple juice and a blunt or two
Now whachu want to do? Opportunity's in front of you
Know you used to dudes, dodgin'em for a month or two
But pimpin' spit linen to the young women
I'm T.I.P., as pussy popper to some women

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Whoa whoa
Ladies and
This, is a Phizzle, T.I. collaborangelle
of the south, oh boy
Jazze Phizzle, T.I., Grand daddy
So smooth,
Pimps up