Luyện nghe bài hát Anybody Can Get It

When a walk up in the club, I mean, I mean
And a be 70 Deep
But if a nigga let his motherfuckin' scrotum over his shoulder
And come up and do a by on your bitch-ass
It's nay thun, don't give a fuck how much money you got nigga
It's about how you outsmart the nigga

Bitch, nigga, the fuck's up
(Anybody can get it)
Hoe, niggaz, go pull skirts up
think that you won't get touched, bitch

I'm in grill now, nigga what you gon' do?
I'm in your grill now, bitch you gon' do?
I'm in your grill now, nigga what you do?
Don't that you won't get touched, bitch

Hoes, hoes, money,
Mr. Whup-Ass done in the do'
(Bone crusher)
the pain, to your skull
Y'all don't want a fight, all y'all want is a hug

Your bark is worse than bite, with your mean mug
Let's take it to the grass and we'll see up
Y'all about me, Mr. Streetsweep
soft niggaz get dealt with swift-ily

I'm amazin', I bring the heat
Pull the cake up through the if he fuckin' with me
Me and E-Fonzarelli, new & Hutch
Motherfucker don't act like you get touched

Grindin' niggaz up and we turn 'em to dust
As the crowd go ah-ooh aah 'cause you know you up
They don't see me, nicknamed the realest
believe me, ask them Adamsvillers, this A-T-L nigga

Bitch, nigga, the fuck's up
(Anybody can get it)
Hoe, niggaz, go your skirts up
Don't think that you won't get touched,

I'm in your grill now, nigga what you do?
I'm in grill now, bitch what you gon' do?
I'm in your grill now, nigga you gon' do?
Don't think you won't get touched, bitch

I sit at the bar and tear up hundred bills
My car, my Hummer got 26 rims
I'm a star on my side of the earth, I the block
Promethazine, codeine, water and hubba

Million dollar dreams and and things of that nature
Triple beams and and T-Mobile paint ya
Told myself, I to stop pushin' hop
I need to pushin' hop so I can buy a WingStop

My young hyenas be bustin' guns, mashin' and packin'
Smokin' so 'dro that our lungs feel like they collapsin'
I see you and yo' partners laughin'
Jaw-jackin' and scammin' and

Old soft-ass, medicated, cotton-ass
You're out of line I you once befo' it's dubya dot
Bust a dot com, on mine, hit the flo'
And don't back no mo' no mo' no mo' no mo'
it's E-4-oh from the Valle-Jo
Still rappin' like I'm po',

Bitch, nigga, what the up
(Anybody can get it)
Hoe, niggaz, go pull skirts up
think that you won't get touched, bitch

I'm in your grill now, nigga what you do?
I'm in your grill now, bitch what you do?
I'm in grill now, nigga what you gon' do?
Don't think that you won't get touched,

I'ma kill a motherfucker's ass if I to
But is it worth it is the that I ask you
To blast punk-ass
And is you bleedin', only to give Satan a good

Reason to play with me, look bitch I'm
You don't listen that tec-9 sprayin' yo' ass
Glass breakin' in your home boy, thinkin' you
I never mash out, the iron smack up yo' body
Then you pass out, I to God for peace

I best to get my black ass out of these streets
But y'all listen 'less I'm cussin' and bustin' the shit
You keep and I'ma give it to ya you bitch
In your face, your back, chest, neck and lungs

You want war, you get it for Mr. Crawfordson
They me really really doe, ain't no hoe in my blood
A slugs bitch you thugs'll give me a hug
Real gangster niggaz raise up, sticky ooh-wee niggaz blaze up
Or get yo' ass up, bitch nigga

And you have it
(And you have it)
can get it
(Anybody)

Don't act like you get touched, peeyimp
Yeah, my Bone Crusher
(That's right)
Lil Jon and the Eastside Boyz, Banner
And Belafonte, pimpskillet
that, beotch, beotch