Luyện nghe bài hát Come Get It

in the house..

[lord have
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: what? nigga get it)

Chorus: have mercy, rah digga

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

digga]
Check it, I come in than la femme nikita
Be all up in hood like I'm a c&c two liter
The little honey that be her she thing
On some mya shit, like "it's all about me"
I bleed things, blunt slicer on my
Bra top, lots of g-strings, havin dreams
I'd be queen if this the
niggaz gon get it, and e'rybody want it
I'm totin bags, eyes than a photo lab
The on your single, won't even 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 punchliney
So make me go there! (*starts singing to "the p is free"*)
the groupies are free, but the rhymes cost money..
Oh yeah!!

2x

All my flipmode just bounce to this
All my rampage niggaz just bounce to
All my hurricane niggaz just bounce to
All my niggaz if you me just, bounce with this
Okay, this is how it goes, all you, hoes
Catch em 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
this in your lex coupe or your expo'
Flipmode squad, we the in them videos
Catch us with the fly shit, but you don't me doe
Rampage, professional, just your feet
We bout to you do the jerk, get out your seats
Seven days a week and we the squad that sleep
Catch me in the street I'm on the creep, so what?

2x

[lord mercy]
I the path, that allah made, +smooth+, like sade
Got pickup tracks -- with the fog rays
International capital, checks in full
Damage hood, natural, spend grands for goods
Traditional niggaz -- scream on these players like
Dj call in some mo', invincible flow
Grammar god, swing like gold panama
Twenty-four carat charms, with smooth cuts like sarah
Here we go, we go -- attitude
Spit the vocals hotter than food from baton rouge
Come, sharp-tongued malcolm, on any album
Some got chrome like sly stone, what you son?
Here it is, it is -- handcraft the raw
Who the boss? human torch any four
Player, I be a guard, controllin 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
have mercy in the place baby c'mon
Busta rhymes is in the house baby
out, for the night yeah c'mon
Hollis crew, baby c'mon
Dj hurricane represent baby
All the c'mon, shake it baby c'mon
All the females c'mon, shake it c'mon..