Luyện nghe bài hát Come Get It

in the house..

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

lord have mercy, rah digga

L: turn the up
Cause we about to up *come get it*
L: it's off the
Plus we tear the up *come get it*
R: ladies g'd up,
smoke the weed up *come get it*
L: baby come get it (rah: what? nigga come get it)

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

2x

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

2x

[lord mercy]
I walk the path, that allah made, +smooth+, like
Got pickup -- high-beam 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 some mo', invincible flow
Grammar god, swing like gold panama
Twenty-four carat charms, with smooth cuts like vaughn
Here we go, we go -- attitude
the vocals hotter than soul food from baton rouge
Come, sharp-tongued malcolm, on any album
Some got chrome like sly stone, what you son?
Here it is, here it is -- the raw
Who the human torch any fantastic four
Player, I be a point guard, things
In the 4th quarter, it's all water like springs

2x

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