Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Get Carried Away

Doctor,
I think we got some for 'em
Yeah, rub these sticks together
it and start a bonfire

And if you don't see it y'all niggaz fuck with our
Flipmode movement, in your truck to us
Y'all get stupid, try to fuck with us
Because you will get carried away, yeah, be carried away

Now I'm subtle, I pick up my metal
Put my foot on the pedal, ridin' every ghetto
Analyze the shit I'm when I sip Amaretto
A lot of bitches on the strip, struttin' in they

Then they wave and say hello when my is yellow
Everything they got a jingle when walk like Jello
See the niggaz on the corner and I forget it
And I never regret it I see how you get it

Now because of you niggaz, I'm a nigga
'Gnac guzzler nigga, rip your jugular,
In the I become the type to love when it's dark
when I pull up and park, is when I'm makin' my mark

See the fact's that I'm tryin' to strive and in
Start to max-a-mimize and b-build a
And wh-while I'm stockin' this bread, keep the lead
And leave a permanent dot on the top of your head,

And if you don't see it y'all niggaz fuck with our
Flipmode movement, in your truck to us
Y'all get stupid, don't try to fuck us
Because you will get carried away, yeah, you'll be carried

I'm the enigma, is none harder, smarter
Martyr, Godfather, my interest, your
Pardon Dre this is a monster, catchy
Like sleepin' open windows that's drafty

Then wakin' up my throat scratchy that's how I spit it
They short, a few inches North of a
My flow's Murcilago, ghostin' narcos
Toast in the of the original Pablos

Still a architect, mix liquors like a chemist
Killer lyricist, poetical
Sneaker store terrorist, Mt. Everest, I it
Heat is drawn, no on me whenever I'm bent

My mind spray, my nine
And freak styles like 3000
To pilin', keep pushin' them drops
Nas, runnin' with hot Busta Bust, we stop

And if you see it y'all niggaz can't fuck with our
movement, bounce in your truck to us
Y'all get stupid, try to fuck with us
Because you will get carried away, yeah, you'll be carried

Now I'm hot, and we runnin' the
Watch me run in your spot, comin' in flocks
Add a little cut to the when I'm cookin' the pot, c'mon
Drugs, bitch, I got what you want and get what I got

Now I almost forgot, I come to close up your
I love to fold up a knot, totin' the glock
Helps me feel safer niggaz try to scheme on my plot
Try to paper from me, you gotta deal with a lot

See, I will you to rot, only defendin' my stock
Niggaz know they pussy and struggle to pretend that not
Lose your life in the drop while I harvest the
My hot shit, bust a have you run in your socks

See we live on the edge, shit with a sledgehammer
Split up head, kill a snitch for the feds
Let's go, for the streets I'm spittin' a gospel
Get Nas holdin' a barrel size of nostril

And if you don't see it y'all can't fuck with our
Flipmode movement, bounce in truck to us
Y'all get stupid, try to fuck with us
Because you will get carried away, yeah, you'll be away