Luyện nghe bài hát Get 'em

They for the kid to say lay, yeah

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 niggaz at any 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, lifting the
Sip the orange juice mixed the goose
Or of the yak, I got gats that could lift up a moose
Stay with a biscuit to shoot like I'm in Juice
I get more than Luke when I run the block
Fiends scream, "I wanna rock, I rock, ock"

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

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A yo my flow sick I an antihistamine
of my wrists gleam and my fist just as mean
It's blue but it's see-through like
I get the cream on the strip with the fiends
So go and get your
And I'll get 'em all smoked like a stick a nicotine or a of green
And I don't talk to these hoes 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 some stories I can tell I'll sell a a dream
I'll let her sip a little liquor, let her hit the
Then I'm a unbutton her blouse and her jeans
And merk ass, hurt that ass
Cass show you how to that ass
And I with my boy Kells in the hotel no more
I'm on the strip making sells scale galore

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I'm acting a fool, packing a tool
Went back to the dude before I was with the black and the
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 clap at you dudes, I ain't scrapping you dudes
I'm kind of light and I fighting I got ratchets to use
I'll have cats like, "Damn yo what to dude?"
Listen homey, if I'm hungry get jacked for your food

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

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