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

I get the boasters boasting, I get puting
get shot at, call me, I do the shooting
I do the recruiting, I the students
I nurture brain, I'm moving the movement

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

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

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

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

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

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

First pal up in the rare, I up in my gear
of the year, medallions in my ear
Whips on my fists, on my wrists
Your 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 the fizzle, I'm caking for shizzle
Fuck a sizzler steak, my steak sizzled

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

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

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

See feisty, getting shiesty
Call her wifey, tell her get 'em
Just lay back, get your face
We at the track, eight stacks, get 'em girl

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

Baby, BS in do, Cam, VS 1 and 2
I'll help you get son out of P.S. 22
Get him a Maury flow, from the 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 Rice a Roni, the Okey, Dokey

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