Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp C

(feat. Ron Isley)

[Nelly] Let's go {This is too, too, pimpish}

Isley]
yea
Oooooh yeah, ooh!
She wants you for your Juice
I can't take it, cause she's gon' break me for my Juice
I I better cut her loose
She wants me for my Juice
Think I CUT HER LOOSE!

+ (Ron Isley)
I'm still in that, seventy-four, the Coupe in
got the seats, the leather, wood on the wheel (won'tcha)
One on my sunroof but mama leave it alone now
Can't you see it? goin back on it's own now
(Ooooooooh-oooh!) That's how we do it
(Ahh yeah.) Seven
. We three-sixty-five
I tell ya - spring and fall, in the summer we ride
(Oooh) Still actin like you seen it before - before
Like them country ain't got no dough
(Chick please) Get in.
(Dust your shoes off) befo' you that flo'
you wanna put your feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
I say you look to put feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
in a hurry (SLOW DOWN, ohh yeah)
You ain't Russia, uh-uh. OOH!

Ron Isley] + (Nelly)
Pimp (uh-uhh uh. uh-uhh uh)
I I need to let her loose (uh-uhh uh)
(I tell ya) This old (oh man) she's so shady
(Ooooh, uh.) Yeah (uh-uhh uh. uh-uhh uh)
(I tell ya) I can't it (no no)
Cause she's gon' me (yeah)

+ (Ron Isley)
I'm still - as a whistle, sharp as a razor (uh-huh)
In from Vokal to the Gators (now listen)
Still the haters (OWW!) like they should be played
And I'm quick to lay a lady (OWW!) if she want no
Still got the fade, still thinkin 'bout ('bout braids)
See cats with braids steady switchin to (oh-oh-oh)
That's just the Juice jackin - jackin
If we were hoopin, I'd be "They hackin - they hackin"
And I see you momma, in Dolce Gabbana (woo!)
Gucci and Prada boo you even hotter
The lucciana ain't no problem for
Shoppin sprees, got the keys, if you want it I
So you look to put your on my rug (don'tcha?)
I say you wanna put your on my rug (don'tcha?)
You're in a (SLOW DOWN, ohh yeah)
I send you Green Bay about my.

[Chorus] w/ minor

+ (Ron Isley)
See now your Juice is anything, attract the opposite sex
I'm talkin money, fame, or straight intellect
It don't matter, see got the Pimp Juice too
Come to think about it - dirty, got mo' than we do
They got mo' (juice in walk) they got mo' (juice in they talk)
And if you look they got (juice in pants) you be like, damn!
I tell you man a cryin shame, cryin shame.
. how women out herre use, they use the in vein - you hear me mayne
Pimp Juice is color blind, color color blind
You it work on all color creeds and kinds (whoah-ohhh)
From ages 50 down to 9 down to 9
Yo it's the Mayor, Mr. Biggs, uh-uh yo won't resign (watch me recline)
Cause you wanna put feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
I say you go to put feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
You're in a (SLOW DOWN, ohh yeah)
Stand on my boo. C'MON!

[Chorus] w/ minor

Isley harmonizes until fade*}

[Ron Isley] She wants you for your Juice.