Luyện nghe bài hát Get Em Girls

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

Whether Buddhist or Buddha, that's or Juda
I got luger to ruger, hit Roota to Toota
Chick from hooter to hooter, I put two in
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 stories, how I coldly hold heat

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

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

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

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

First pal up in the rare, I style up in my
Stallion of the year, 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
Dick in her mouth, I tell her I'm getting nigga
Y'all faking the fizzle, I'm for shizzle
Fuck a sizzler steak, my stay sizzled

Eight, boom, boom, my ace boon
Shake, bake, skate, vroom, vroom, we getting money
Seventh to eighth, zoom, zoom, boom, boom
For I get like that boom, boom room, I'm getting 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 dice and 'em, get 'em girls
They getting chips, they flippin'
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 team is the goonies, we seen with buffonies
Toonies, best dressed, stay up in Nemis and
to hit it from 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
I'll you get your son out of P.S. 22
Get him a Maury flow, from the show
Fuck around, y'all be up on the Maury Show

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

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