Luyện nghe bài hát Get 'Em Girls - The Mizzle Outro

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

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

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

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

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

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

You funny 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 money nigga

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

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

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

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

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

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

My team is the goonies, we where seen with
Toonies, best dressed, stay up in Nemis and
Want to hit it from the back, she agreed I'm looney
But proceeded to moon me, I'm 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 flow, from the Maury show
around, y'all gonna 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 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
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
fifty, buck quickly, who could fuck with me? Killa