Luyện nghe bài hát Get Em Up

Ace (Aye, get them up)
(Aye, get them up)
(Aye, get them up)
(Aye, get up) Gutta, Gutta, hey

1]
I got my drop top rolling and I'm to the mother land
Gripping on that steering wheel, a duffel bag
Hundred in the Louis, don't confuse me with other cat
Engine in the trunk jack, it like a super pack
Automatic button pad, just to keep the top
red insides, Lamborghini fruit snacks
.22, that's what I shoot, you them bitches got a MAC
to the back of the 'Lac incase them pussy niggas wanna jack
Know I keep that .45, turn you into Cabbage
Hit you right the eyes and leave you like an alley rat
Hundred for the bracelet, them I'm like a magnet
Hit them the gutter swag, swinging with the Louis rag

Say I maybe gave a but I never gave a fuck
Rep city like a G then put your middle fingers up
I got the Eastside rolling, and the holding
rolling with me, and the Northside gon'
Get them up (Aye, get them up)
You rep your city nigga, throw it up

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And it go, eenie meenie mo, catch me slipping never though
Know I keep that full clip, and get your super soak
Call me Mister Cinemax, shoot you like a movie
Hundred on the highway, let's see how the coupe can go
New fit the kid, they ship the shit from England
Catch me in the foreign whip, climbing the Ring-A-Lings
Yes, I'm on some other shit, don't who you fucking with
Yes, I keep .45, you better keep a body guard
Benz is in the parking lot, so you know the is hot
Tell them we don't give a and motherfuck the other side
Bitch you know I'm born to ride, H.B. on some murder
Open up the suicide doors, call it

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I got my black flag swinging, and I'm banging on some shit
Just got me a spaceship, it from the government
White on white drop top, call that bitch the Whip
Had to blow the out, yeah I keep it ruthless
Know you niggas mad but tell haters I does this
Better quit that fussing, know what's in the pulpit
.45's a motherfucker, hit you and your
Think I give a damn, but I never a fuck
Got that oven heated up, and bitch you like lunch
Take them heaters to your gut like a million uppercuts
Then I dip off in the cut, and it up, who give a fuck?
Got vodka in my cup, bring my gangster to the front, what's up?