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*
baby come get it (rah: what? nigga come get it)

Chorus: have mercy, rah digga

L: the heat up
Cause we to creep up *come get it*
L: off the meter
Plus we tear the street up get it*
R: g'd up, what?
smoke the weed up *come get it*
L: what? baby come get it (rah: what? nigga get it)

[rah
Check it, I come in sweeter than la nikita
Be all up in your hood like I'm a c&c two
The little that be doin her she thing
On some mya shit, "it's all about me" see?
I bleed things, slicer on my keyrings
Bra top, of g-strings, havin weed dreams
I'd be queen if this the
Cause gon get it, and e'rybody want it
I'm totin bags, eyes than a photo lab
The spins on your single, won't top my promo ad
drops quicker than jackers at the car lots
Couldn't get no harder if you went to school of hard
The grimy bitch, sometime be 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 bounce to this
All my rampage just bounce to this
All my hurricane niggaz just to this
All my niggaz if you with me just, bounce this
Okay, this is how it goes, all you, hoes
em outside the shows, time 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 your
squad, we the ones in them videos
Catch us with the fly shit, but you hear me doe
Rampage, professional, just move your
We bout to make you do the jerk, get out seats
Seven days a week and we the squad 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, grands for goods
Traditional niggaz -- scream on these players like
Dj call in mo', invincible pretty flow
Grammar god, swing gold from panama
carat charms, with smooth cuts like sarah vaughn
Here we go, here we go --
Spit the hotter than soul food from baton rouge
Come, like malcolm, on any album
got chrome like sly stone, what you about son?
Here it is, it is -- handcraft the raw
Who the boss? torch any fantastic four
Player, I be a point guard, things
In the 4th quarter, it's all water holdin 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 baby
Lord have mercy in the baby c'mon
Busta rhymes is in the baby c'mon
out, for the night yeah c'mon
Hollis crew, represent c'mon
Dj hurricane represent c'mon
All the ladies c'mon, shake it c'mon
All the c'mon, shake it baby c'mon..