Luyện nghe bài hát Get Em Girls

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

Whether Buddhist or Buddha, Judist or Juda
I got luger to ruger, hit from to Toota
from hooter to hooter, I put two in producers
I'm the real 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 tell you true stories, how I hold heat

When it's repping time, I get on grind
Fried to fricassee, pepper seed to dine
Jeff Hamilton, Genesis, leather
Bitches say I'm the man, I tell 'em never

They getting nice, got some ice
Let's get the dice and 'em, get 'em girls
getting chips, they flippin' bricks
Get the and Pits, tell '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 nigga, come dumb, dumby nigga
keeps twenty blikers, I'm getting money nigga
So you should move away or join the in Play
Hey, so you can say, I'm getting nigga

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

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

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

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

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

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

My team is the goonies, we where seen buffonies
Toonies, best dressed, stay up in Nemis and
Want to hit it from the back, she 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 flow, from the Maury show
Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the Show

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

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