Luyện nghe bài hát Get 'Em Daddy [Remix]

See the problem is I ain't nowhere
Can shoot at me, can at me
Take your shot (this is the remix)
a dick no homo
DipSet, remix, go!

[Hell
My flow is novocaine, my is hurricanes (Katrina)
I got hell-a cain, mac in the melon
Hop out and shells
I wanna see these niggaz die die, make they mom feel hell-a
Walk like I got a broom in my pants
Na that's a fuckin' A-K, heavy in my pants, damn
Man these cowards better stay in lane
And if they getting the picture, it ain't in the frame
VVS's stay in my (bling) they in my ring (There they go)
You must of wrote will already if your sayin our names
Hell Rell, Mr. Ruger, I'm a shooter shooter
You hung the girls you double dutch or hoola-hooper
Hop and jumpin, block clickin and jumpin
clickin and dumpin, it's the mighty

[J.R.
Listen I'm quite known, nice chrome, a cyclone
Ya sight blown, Right-o, my white stones
Left hand bling, the one shiver
Stallion, medallion, a ice cold
The stone flipper
That white tone, nights home, getting' rid of the weight lipo mister
This psycho
That ain't crackin' ya pimp, you got a rat as a like Mike on Thriller
This nothing to me, a scrapper at its best
No could impress, man I'm crack right out the jets
You rappin
But it's lookin like a shoot
How they sendin all these damn at the set

Jones]
It get 'em daddy (Goonies)
Soul they sick and flabby, (they washed up)
Young fly rich and every with me pack heat, (we ballin)
snappin pictures at me, (watch me)
Plus I know I got the F.B.I. of me
The cash the jewels and how we buy V's
Don't get ya brains fried to a
My and my heater, breath full of reefer
And ya boy fly like he was dressin for Easter
The big Pachorte, Capo the
Packin 4-4 case to drop on expressway
Its DipSet we fly high
And the G-4 we get high in the sky

I'm Hogan, Randy Savage, Bob Backlund
Paul Akin, ha ha, who think they car jackin
You dump and a dump, I slumped and I
They mad my like an elephant, the trunk in the front
See ya dude react, Hud six threw me back, a few clapped
But I ate those, them is Scooby Snacks
I see stars, I'm a G pa
Threw the in 6th, Drove to the E.R.
Had to it hot
like Pac I know it's set up
Them old know I'm bout to take they spot
no A.B. - I.O.U.
Y.B. get 'em up in I.C.U.
Like I see you at the BP, 'em off G.P.
Guns from VA, PA, to D.C.
D.O.A. if you up on my P.C.
C-74 'em over to P.C.
Chuck D, we the '06 P.E.
me why, I'm in the '06 G.T.
All them G's B, we the B.G.
Gang Dipset, D.I.P. see
Like KRS-One, the B.D.P.
You wanna join the crew, then you see me, flee
(Get 'em Daddy) Got 'em mommy, you my Bonnie
Cause I'm with the pump, Johnny Johnny
(Get 'em Daddy) Honey smile, don't act funny
In one ear, yeah, 220 thou'