Luyện nghe bài hát Get Em Girls

I get the boasting, I get computers puting
Y'all get at, call me, I do the shooting
I do the recruiting, I tutor the
I nurture they brain, I'm moving the

Buddhist or Buddha, that's Judist or Juda
I got to ruger, hit from Roota to Toota
Chick from to hooter, I put two in producers
I'm the boss story, the hoolah of Hoosiers

I rock dosey, I roll mostly dololy
leave you wholy, holy, you'll say "Holy Moly"
Here come the get 'em, play "Rolly Poley"
I'll tell you true stories, how I coldly hold

When it's repping time, I get on extra
Fried to fricassee, pepper seed to pepper
Hamilton, Genesis, leather time
Bitches say I'm the man, I tell 'em mind

getting nice, they got some ice
Let's get the dice and 'em, get 'em girls
They getting chips, they bricks
Get the Rots and Pits, 'em, get 'em girls

See feisty, getting shiesty
her wifey, tell her, get 'em girls
Just lay back, get face slapped
We at the race track, eight stacks, get 'em

You funny nigga, come dumb, dumby nigga
Killa keeps twenty blikers, I'm getting nigga
So you should move away or join the in Play
Hey, so you can say, I'm getting money

pal up in the rare, I style up in my gear
Stallion of the year, in my ear
Whips on my fists, houses on my
budget on my neck, your spouse on my dick

Posters on the wall, on my balls
Dick in her mouth, I tell her I'm money nigga
Y'all faking the fizzle, I'm for shizzle
a sizzler steak, my steak stay sizzled

Eight, boom, boom, my ace coon
Shake, bake, skate, vroom, vroom, we getting money
Seventh to eighth, zoom, zoom, boom, tune
For I get like that boom, boom room, I'm getting nigga

'n effects, zoom, zoom, meh poon, poon
Since the cacoon had my uzi, platooned
I'm getting money

getting nice, they got some ice
Let's get the dice and roll 'em, get 'em
They chips, they flippin' bricks
Get the and Pits, tell 'em, get 'em girls

See acting feisty, shiesty
Call her wifey, her get 'em girls
Just lay back, get your face
We at the track, eight stacks, get 'em girl

My team is the goonies, we where with buffonies
Toonies, best dressed, stay up in Nemis and
Want to hit it the back, she agreed that I'm looney
But proceeded to me, I'm getting money nigga

Baby, BS in do, Cam, VS 1 and 2
help you get your son out of P.S. 22
Get him a Maury flow, from the show
Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the Maury

He in boot camp, you on food
Welfare, no health care, a true
And I'm lockey, lockey, you pokey, pokey
No Rice a Roni, the Okey, Dokey

Me and Toby homie, you do the hokey pokey
Pull the pound, up and down, turn around shorty
Here's some weed, burn a pound whodie
a map, go load yourself a town, sporty
I was forty now I'm up fifty
Buck fifty, buck quickly, who could fuck me? Killa