Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get Away

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

Bet be like "I know he tired of the nightlife
He want a wife, he just for the right type"
Yea right, I be ridin' through the city
My hat bent, gettin' high behind the tint
I'm chilllin' with Brazilian women, heavy
They black translatin', got 'em all ass naked, adjacent
Have relations with 'em places
semen in they British faces
Make'em kiss they with it in they faces
Young pimpin' sprung 'cross the 50 states
Got young ladies "What's Yo Name" on 50 stations
Askin' me what's a 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 me, you goin' places"
Go replace'em, erase'em out my memory
Moist panties and wet sheets they think of me

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

Excuse me shawty, but I been watchin' you now for a
Yo whole style, yo toes to the way that you smile
And I hope you offended by the way that this sounds
But uhh... all I keep thinkin' bout is you down
And I'm, it pimpin', I ain't playin' around
Ain't got that kinda time 'cause the only day I'm in town
So come and, in the cut if you willin' 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, up in dirty linen tomorrow
But me would it trouble you if we ended up at the W
Sippin' on a malibu pine apple juice and a or two
Now whachu want to do? Opportunity's right in of you
Know you used to meetin' dudes, for a month or two
But young pimpin' linen to the young women
I'm T.I.P., known as pussy to some women

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