Luyện nghe bài hát Get 'em

They ready for the kid to say lay,

This the boy man
And I'm feeling like a red nose that we just let out the man
I'm ready to bite one of you at any given moment

Get 'em

My shit is the truth I get in the
And start spitting like I'm a tooth
You listening duke, I'm gripping the coupe, the roof
Sip the orange juice with the goose
Or shots of the yak, I got gats that could lift up a
Stay with a biscuit to shoot like I'm in Juice
I get bitches than Luke when I run the block
scream, "I wanna rock, I wanna rock, ock"

I'm in the curb, white and the herb
And I got a nice price on the birds, you might could get
You come with the doe, I come the blow
But if you don't come the change I'm a come with them thangs
Run up on you with the gun in the
The collar coat hold a hundred and
You get busy, come get me, I'll bury you cats
'Cus I wife the knife and I my gat

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A yo my flow I need an antihistamine
Both of my wrists gleam and my fist as mean
It's blue but see-through like Listerine
I get the cream on the fucking with the fiends
So go and get team
And I'll get 'em all like a stick a nicotine or a nick of green
And I don't talk to these like I'm Mr. Bean
I just let 'em mop me off get a Mr.

And I might pop her off if the chick is
I got stories I can tell I'll sell a chick a dream
let her sip a little liquor, let her hit the green
Then I'm a unbutton her and unzip her jeans
And merk ass, hurt that ass
Cass show you how to work ass
And I with my boy Kells in the hotel no more
I'm on the strip making fish scale galore

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I'm acting a fool, packing a tool
Went back to the dude I was with the black and the jewels
I don't feel right if I ain't strapped the tool
But give me a gat and I'm like the mac or the ooze
And I'll clap at you dudes, I scrapping you dudes
I'm kind of and I ain't fighting I got ratchets to use
I'll have cats like, "Damn yo happened to dude?"
Listen homey, if I'm hungry get jacked for your food

I'm back on the move, on the grind
I'm a born hustler, I just happened to rhyme
Who would of ever thought I'll be the cat to get
But life hard to predict the shit happen
Cats jacking my lines, taking my
But there ain't no perpetrators
If you die then you can't testify when I it to trial
You can it, I just take it and smile

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