Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp C

(feat. Ron Isley)

[Nelly] go {This is too, too, pimpish} c'mon

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

+ (Ron Isley)
I'm in that, seventy-four, the Coupe in DeVille
got the seats, the leather, wood on the wheel (won'tcha)
One touch on my sunroof but mama it alone now
Can't you see it? It's goin back on own now
(Ooooooooh-oooh!) how we do it baby
(Ahh yeah.) Seven
. We three-sixty-five
I tell ya - winter and fall, in the summer we ride
(Oooh) Still actin like you never seen it - before
Like them country boys ain't got no
(Chick please) Get in.
(Dust shoes off) befo' you touch that flo'
Cause you wanna put 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 from Russia, uh-uh. OOH!

[Chorus: Ron + (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-uhh uh.) Yeah (uh-uhh uh. uh)
(I tell ya) I can't it (no no)
Cause gon' break me (yeah)

+ (Ron Isley)
I'm still - clean as a whistle, sharp as a (uh-huh)
In from Vokal to the Gators (now listen)
Still play the haters (OWW!) like should be played
And I'm quick to lay a (OWW!) if she want no delays
Still got the fade, still thinkin braids ('bout braids)
See cats with braids steady switchin to (oh-oh-oh)
That's just the Pimp Juice jackin -
If we hoopin, I'd be yellin "They hackin - they hackin"
And I see you momma, in your Dolce (woo!)
Gucci and Prada boo you look even
The ain't no problem for poppa
sprees, got the keys, if you want it I gotta
So you to put your feet 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 Pimp Juice is anything, attract the opposite sex
I'm talkin 'bout money, fame, or straight
It don't matter, see women got the Pimp too
Come to think it - dirty, they got mo' than we do
They got mo' (juice in they walk) got mo' (juice in they talk)
And if you they got (juice in they pants) you be like, damn!
I tell you man it's a shame, cryin shame.
. how out herre use, they use the juice in vein - you hear me mayne
Pimp Juice is color blind, color blind blind
You find it work on all creeds and kinds (whoah-ohhh)
From ages 50 right down to 9 to 9
Yo it's the Mayor, Mr. Biggs, yo they won't resign (watch me recline)
you wanna put your 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 Pimp Juice.