Luyện nghe bài hát Playa Status

[Intro - Chamillionaire -
You what it is
No way, no way, aye
mayne
Yeah, up
No way, no way, aye

[Verse 1 -
Hey, everytime I poke her, it's just like we poker (woo!)
Lipstick smeared and I got her harder than The Joker (yeah)
Ever get caught with a chick a chick who like "it's over" (what?)
And get the worst excuse to work like "I even know her"
Tell me where your mattress at I'm about to flip that like Mattress Mack
I'm gon' light mattress up then I make you pay me back for that
Pockets like a Cabbage Patch, she ready to
She LeBron and Wade, so her status can elevate
I would hesitate, if that heffa had better brakes
Be to tell a date that her cycle was hella late
Get left 'cause never straight, forever, forever fake
Click over, put her on forever and let her wait
I'm for any games, not ownin a Xbox
I let her get out the ride and her and my ex box
Next stop, block, her house like a rest stop
She me, I'm like a trucker in need of some rest, stop, chill out

[Chorus -
No way, no way, no
No way, no way, I think that you the baddest no mo', no mo', no moooo', umm
So stop beggin and don't blow up my phone, my phone, my
My phone, my phone, it's too late, your status is gone, is gone, so gooonnne
Umm and you know I'm a keep it playa fo'

2 - Chamillionaire]
Yeah, uh, guess I'm gifted, sex is terrific
I pull it out, you can bet she gon' it
explicit, animalistic
Bet that your chick will become a
Number's unlisted, fresher than kid
Don't know who it's sure not you (who?)
Call when she miss it, she wanna get this, sometimes fast but mostly screw (screw)
No to have any trees, slang D and she'll be OD'd
Hope she ain't got to go to work 'cause week she gon' be on leave
I'll let you relieve your sleeve, your is like COD
Usually I go check my and then 'X' 'em like Leo G
I know no Robin Givens, plus we can't get that involved
It ain't trickin if you got it (what?) but you get that at all
That's a "nah", had a broad, she never had her prom
Disco/dis go in her upper lip, so she can say she had a
I'm pullin out the driveway, had to take off my shades, so my eyes can
She told me that if I'm late, she gonna kill me, I guess that I'm a die late
I show up when I wanna, gonna get in that tummy like I was a donor
Now later is gonna be Sooner I was from Oklahoma
Never been a Simpson/simp son, so she play me like a Homer

[Verse 3 -
First she actin hard to get, once she get got, she too
I snatched the receipt from underneath her seat and take her
Know that I don't play it, so save it, like a coupon
I hop back on the 24 inches my Coupe on
What the is you on? Live and "In Living Color"
Add another, man I'm gutter, a problem? I could have one for ya
Bad to the mother, pass me the rubber, then your lover actin bad covers
In HD, yeah the camera will dub her, rollin around 'til the gets smothered
me terrorizin any club tonight that's not closed
(N Luv Wit My Money), I'm who created the (woo)
Me throwin my money in the hands that are not closed
Like goin to Roscoe's Chicken and to get nachos
You better go get some cheese from somebody that care
You better salute at ease when you know that you see a
a spatula, when I'm in back of her
I that, tap, tap, she say "that's enough"
Like a magnet for chicks, I have to cuff
And when I'm done if she ever, ask for bucks

No way, no way, no