Luyện nghe bài hát Get Em Girls

I get the boasters boasting, I get puting
Y'all get shot at, me, I do the shooting
I do the recruiting, I the students
I they brain, I'm moving the movement

Whether or Buddha, that's Judist 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 mostly dosey, I roll dololy
leave you wholy, holy, you'll say "Holy Moly"
Here come the get 'em, play "Rolly Poley"
I'll you true stories, how I coldly hold heat

When repping time, I get on extra grind
to fricassee, pepper seed to pepper dine
Jeff Hamilton, Genesis, time
say I'm the man, I tell 'em never mind

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

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

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

First pal up in the rare, I 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
in her mouth, I tell her I'm getting money nigga
Y'all faking the fizzle, I'm caking for
Fuck a sizzler steak, my steak stay

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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