Luyện nghe bài hát Get In Line

One, two, three, it

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

Betta say somethin' and it betta be what I wanna
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 been itchin' to get bitches, money, and
I know some nigga's got a package, run with the fool
Through the years playaz told me to keep my head strong
'Cause niggas is followers, and of 'em led wrong

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

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

You're a certified in my eyes
That's the why half of your hood got shit bags on your side
You a good game but you a ho when they ride
Nigga don't to look for you, they know you inside

You got your tail in your ass, your thumb in your mouth
Protected custody so you come in your house
Motherfucker, where all the shit you you was 'bout?
Let you tell it, you been bustin' heads in the south

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

It's a cold game but I give a fuck, my nigga
I feel by anybody, I'ma bust that nigga up my nigga
Then go get a mill, fuck my
I this game to heart, unless niggas disagree

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

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

So I first, cock and shoot first
Gotta stay the head to duck a T-shirt
You beef? You want war? You want me?
Nothin' us but air and opportunity

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

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

Now point the nigga out if he 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 somethin' I'm that'll cut you in three
(One, two, three, it)

Now point the nigga out if he 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 somethin' I'm that'll cut you in three
(Kick it)

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

Step up, wherever the fuck you is,
Don't throw a brick
And hide your hand like a ol' pussy-ass,
(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, show your
Make it known you're beefin' with me, know sayin'?

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

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