Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Get Carried Away

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

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

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

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

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

See the fact's that I'm tryin' to strive and in
to max-a-mimize and b-build a ent-ter-prise
And I'm stockin' this bread, keep ah-stockin' the lead
And leave a dot on the top of your head, c'mon

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

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

Then up my throat scratchy that's how I spit it nasty
They short, a few North of a dwarf
My Murcilago, ghostin' them narcos
Toast in the ways of the Pablos

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

My spray, my nine spray
And freak styles 3000 Andre
To keep pilin', keep pushin' them
Nas, runnin' with hot Busta Bust, we don't

And if you don't see it y'all niggaz can't fuck 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, be carried away

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

Now I almost forgot, I come to close up shop
I love to fold up a knot, love the glock
Helps me feel when niggaz try to scheme on my plot
Try to steal paper me, you gotta deal with a lot

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

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

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