Luyện nghe bài hát Get Dealt With

Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's all on my motherfukin'
Y'knowhamsayin'? Word up, and to all my too
It's up, son
For them other niggas on home

I got my clique ready, ready for combo
Harms break 'em down, rapper Noyd cut his
Don swoop 'em up or Gotti 'em out
Each twin a arm, pick this nigga up

Knitty turn his face to me and let me him up
I throw him up the wall and put a hole in his face
So big, it almost his whole face off
We got to take position, ready for

With blitz like Dallas, no Superbowl face-off
We form like niggas in the yard up
With swords, ready for war, who paid cost
And take ya life lost, never found again,

A job well done, relax, throw back
Of Bacardi Limon, fifteenths of get lit
Fuckin' the fabulous Mobb, yeah, you were sick
nigga, jump up or got hit

With max and teks and spit
Shots whiz past your and shit
the sound of a nigga who almost felt it
Got you runnin', dodgin', coverin',

rippin' through the fabric of your shirt, it's meltin' it
You bleed again, you just another nigga dealt
Intruder alert, our is nothin' like the Covenant
We hold big shit like a hold one in the oven

Well, if it drama, money above broke bitches
Simple minded niggas, Alpha it positioned
That's opposition, me, competition
Suddenly and outta tha and now I see

Far myself, by myself and mad trees
Paranoid on and now I see who's who
This thing was ones outta the immediate crew
Life, I one if you jeopardize my do

You're small, minute, gotta death to with aces up
You over-bidded and in the Bridge, you got
This ain't a game but in perspective, it's the same
Put two and two together, Mobb Deep with one

Contain drama like
You order drama, we outtake, take you out
Keep it real and the fake out
Raise the stakes up, hit you off the waste up
how it is and how it is, it's kinda fucked up

Butter bangin', got ya whole clique singin'
On a corner while it's rainin', 4 pound cha ears ringin'
Delete those and keep my shit discrete, is trash rhyme
Totally offbeat and sync with they light

E&J bent tight, slow ya roll
Ya speedin', now ya bleedin' for no reason
Wanna be max and does get smacked, show no
ya team like the bear hug

The Infamous'll do dirt, as smear like mud
New new get-it-greens, I feel no pity, no remorse
it to the Source of course
Bare that ass thug real, kid, it's your mask
That you wear, off

Cop out the blast, boom
On top, boom, gat for gat
And all the got the drop on you
And let the nickel pop on you

Yo, my crew in the front got it
My live niggas in the back got the gats outta your back
What the deal, what them tough looks and eye
Starin' all up in ya cornea, you lack
The look of a true to life, crime niggas
Go at the first nigga that and over-react

You get with, dealt with quick
Opposition get by hot shit, he felt it
You get dealt with, with quick
Opposition get by hot shit, he felt it
with quick
Opposition get by hot shit, he felt it