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

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

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

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 hold heat

When it's time, I get on extra grind
Fried to fricassee, pepper to pepper dine
Jeff Hamilton, Genesis, time
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 getting chips, flippin' bricks
Get the Rots and Pits, 'em, get 'em girls

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

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

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

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 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

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

They nice, they 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
her wifey, tell her get 'em girls
Just lay back, get face slapped
We at the track, eight stacks, get 'em girl

My team is the goonies, we where with buffonies
Toonies, best dressed, stay up in Nemis and
Want to hit it 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 you get your son out of P.S. 22
Get him a Maury flow, from the Maury
Fuck around, y'all be up on the Maury Show

He in boot camp, you on food
Welfare, no health care, a tramp
And I'm lockey, lockey, you pokey, 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 yourself a pound
Here's a map, go load yourself a town,
I was forty now I'm up fifty
Buck fifty, buck quickly, who fuck with me? Killa