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

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

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

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

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

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

See acting feisty, shiesty
her wifey, tell her, get 'em girls
Just lay back, get face slapped
We at the track, eight 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 getting money

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

on the wall, posted on my balls
Dick in her mouth, I 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 boon
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 nigga

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

They getting nice, they got ice
Let's get the and roll 'em, get 'em girls
They 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 slapped
We at the race track, stacks, get 'em girl

My team is the goonies, we seen with buffonies
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 getting 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, the Maury show
Fuck around, gonna be up on the Maury Show

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

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