Luyện nghe bài hát Get 'em

They for the kid to say lay, yeah

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

Get 'em

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

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

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A yo my flow sick I need an
of my wrists gleam and my fist just as mean
It's blue but it's see-through Listerine
I get the cream on the strip fucking the fiends
So go and get team
And I'll get 'em all smoked a stick a nicotine or a nick of green
And I talk to these hoes like I'm Mr. Bean
I let 'em mop me off get a Mr. Clean

And I might pop her off if the is mean
I got some 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 blouse and unzip her
And merk that ass, that ass
Cass show you how to work ass
And I ain't with my boy Kells in the hotel no
I'm on the strip making sells fish galore

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

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

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