Luyện nghe bài hát Get Em Girls

I get the boasters boasting, I get computers
Y'all get shot at, call me, I do the
I do the recruiting, I the students
I nurture brain, I'm moving the movement

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

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

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

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

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

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

First pal up in the rare, I up in my gear
of the year, medallions in my ear
Whips on my fists, on my wrists
Your budget on my neck, spouse on my dick

Posters on the wall, on my balls
in her mouth, I tell her I'm getting 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
to eighth, zoom, zoom, boom, boom tune
For I get like that boom, boom room, I'm money nigga

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

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

See acting feisty, shiesty
Call her wifey, tell her get 'em
lay back, get your face slapped
We at the race track, eight stacks, get 'em

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

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

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

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