Luyện nghe bài hát Get Him

You ain't coming here talking all that shit
Talking about look at all bricks
I'ma have to come around way
Nigga I'm you all too fake
no pistol where your mama stay
Act like I don't know you lay
Better act right I get uptight
Act up I'ma let the spray

Get
Boy he go
Get
Boy he go
Get
Blocker, blocker, blocker,
Boy he go
Get
Boy he go
Get
Boy he go
Get
Blocker, blocker, blocker,
Boy he go

1]
Hold up, they at?
Khaled, dog let me get
Gun cocked, where his
No talk, to get them
Fake niggas going to make me kill
Make his shiver like he naked in a river
Matter of I'ma leave him in the river
and get him when it's winter, nigga holler back
I'm gutter, I you that
Roc boy, bitch Hova
Tell you we them slabs of crack
See nigga you a lie like Pac is
Bend you niggas all cramped, and your won't last
See you something like paper
Don't make me them MACs
To one blast and get his ass

2]
Now let me get him when I walk up in the
Put the in your face, tell them give me that cake
Fuck and I really don't think
That I know where they lay, duct tape face
Pop pop, unload K
Then we leave them and we find them in a of days
Pussy niggas know you lay
Acting like I don't know you stay
out your mouth that you niggas too fake
Telling other niggas that you them thangs
(What?)
You about that lie
(Huh?)
You ain't got no
(Nah)
You really
Leave them in the streets till the D-boys them
Dumb niggas and the honking on the grind in the of the town
We g-g-get them

3]
Now who am I motherfuckers to know
When I pull up in a Rover, they know that over
Big hold and body like coasters
Creep, creep we deep with
Black hoes carry that toaster
Hot now they calling me Folgers
But still creep in Adidas with heaters and them meters
When I see your family at
Pop pop, just me Ace
Slump I'ma call you dead
clack, now your T-shirt red
Hand them a
No included, know that the clip be hands on
And I your man's arm
Leave his slumped in the damn yard