Luyện nghe bài hát Come Get It

in the house..

[lord mercy]
Land-lord, up in the house get it*
Rah digga, up in the house get it*
Rampage, up in the *come get it*
What? baby come get it (rah: nigga come get it)

lord have mercy, rah digga

L: turn the up
Cause we to creep up *come get it*
L: it's off the
Plus we tear the street up get it*
R: g'd up, what?
Don't smoke the weed up get it*
L: what? baby come get it (rah: what? come get it)

[rah
Check it, I come in sweeter la femme nikita
Be all up in your hood like I'm a c&c two
The little honey that be doin her she
On some mya shit, like "it's all about me"
I bleed things, blunt on my keyrings
Bra top, lots of g-strings, havin dreams
I'd be if this the 1900's
niggaz gon get it, and e'rybody want it
I'm totin bags, eyes redder than a lab
The spins on your single, even top my promo ad
Hard drops quicker than jackers at the car
Couldn't get no if you went to school of hard knocks
The bitch, sometime be punchliney bitch
So don't me go there! (*starts singing to "the p is free"*)
Because the are free, but the rhymes cost money..
Oh yeah!!

2x

All my flipmode niggaz just bounce to
All my rampage niggaz just to this
All my hurricane just bounce to this
All my niggaz if you with me just, bounce this
Okay, this is how it goes, all you, hoes
Catch em outside the shows, to get the dough
Up in the studio, smokin the
the hot shit, you waitin for me to go
Threw on the ram' bounce, shakin yo' ass yo
Bump this in your lex coupe or expo'
Flipmode squad, we the ones in videos
us with the fly shit, but you don't hear me doe
Rampage, professional, move your feet
We to make you do the jerk, get out your seats
Seven days a week and we the that don't sleep
Catch me in the street I'm on the midnight creep, so

2x

[lord have
I walk the path, allah made, +smooth+, like sade
Got pickup tracks -- with the fog rays
International capital, checks cashed in
Damage your hood, natural, spend grands for
Traditional niggaz know -- scream on these players
Dj call in mo', invincible pretty flow
Grammar god, swing like from panama
Twenty-four carat charms, with cuts like sarah vaughn
Here we go, we go -- attitude
Spit the vocals than soul food from baton rouge
Come, like malcolm, on any album
Some got chrome sly stone, what you about son?
it is, here it is -- handcraft the raw
Who the boss? torch any fantastic four
Player, I be a point guard, controllin
In the 4th quarter, it's all water like springs

2x

Dj hurricane in the baby c'mon
Flip--mode, up in the baby c'mon
Ram--page, up in the place baby
Rah, digga up in the house c'mon
Lord mercy in the place baby c'mon
Busta rhymes is in the house c'mon
Whylin out, for the yeah c'mon
Hollis crew, represent c'mon
Dj represent baby c'mon
All the ladies c'mon, shake it c'mon
All the females c'mon, shake it c'mon..