Luyện nghe bài hát Get In Line

One, two, three, it

Nigga know I hate his guts, so he don't my path
he know I've been survivin' all of the wars I had
Bitch-nigga called killin' my dog
But he didn't, though, so I'm tyin' up him and his

say somethin' and it betta be what I wanna hear
I'm listenin', scary bitches shittin' and pissin'
You might see him on a milk carton, dog, he still
might catch him up on a hook when they fishin'

Look, I've itchin' to get bitches, money, and jewels
I know nigga's got a package, I'ma run with the fool
Through the older playaz told me to keep my head strong
niggas is followers, and some of 'em led wrong

But if I bust a cap in 'em, I will be wrong
They don't know what's happenin' and I ain't say it to 'em
'Cause bitches be conversation inspectin'
And fuck up and give them some bad information

Now the nigga out if he wan' do it with me
Step to the of the line, let me see who you be
Air and that ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got I'm totin' that'll cut you in three
(One, two, three, it)

a certified clown in my eyes
That's the reason why half of your hood got bags on your side
You a good game but you a ho when they ride
Nigga have to look for you, they know you inside

You got your tail in your ass, your thumb in your mouth
Protected custody so you don't come in your
Motherfucker, all the shit you said you was 'bout?
Let you tell it, you been bustin' heads in the south

Can't be with no lame, fake
Ain't even gon' watch your back,
Get popped, handle the pressure and rat, nigga
Take the whole clique down his lips
Can't back in the bricks now, he'll get flipped

It's a cold game but I don't a fuck, my nigga
I feel threatened by anybody, I'ma bust that nigga up my
Then go get a mill, fuck my
I take this game to heart, niggas disagree

Now point the nigga out if he do it with me
to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and opportunity that nothin' to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' cut you in three
(One, two, three, it)

I'm a man, stand my ground no matter what
glued to my hand, there's no one you can trust
Niggas turned on own nigga behind Geez
If I think they won't turn on me, I'm luck

So I roll first, cock and first
Gotta stay over the head to a T-shirt
You want beef? You want war? You me?
between us but air and opportunity

Don't talk 'bout you gon' do, do it, nigga
'Cause you're wastin' your breath, go 'head, it, nigga
Shit's real, I ain't got to fake
Time's money, I ain't got time to

But on the straight me bein' real
To let niggas know I don't fake, ya gotta get killed
Oh, bitch-nigga playin' with a nigga like me
Ya up six feet, clown

Now the nigga out if he wan' do it with me
to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and that ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' cut you in three
(One, two, three, it)

Now point the out if he wan' do it with me
to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and opportunity that nothin' to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm that'll cut you in three
(Kick it)

Now the nigga out if he wan' do it with me
to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and opportunity that nothin' to me
Look, I got I'm totin' that'll cut you in three

Step up, wherever the you is, nigga
Don't a motherfuckin' brick
And hide your like a ol' pussy-ass, nigga
(One, two, three, it)

out to the light, nigga, let me see who you is?
You wan' do me somethin' or harm my kids, nigga, your face
it known you're beefin' with me, know wh'I'm sayin'?

Ol' scary-ass nigga hide, come out here, playa
Catch me all New Orleans, nigga
On the block, in the hood,
B.G., nigga, always on V.L. we gon' it real, know wh'I'm sayin'?

One, two, three, it
One, two, three, it