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 been all of the wars I had
Bitch-nigga called killin' my dog
But he didn't, though, so I'm up him and his broad

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

Look, been itchin' to get bitches, money, and jewels
I know some nigga's got a package, I'ma run the fool
the years older 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 be dead wrong
They don't know happenin' and I ain't gonna say it to 'em
bitches be catchin' conversation inspectin'
And fuck up and give them people bad information

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 totin' that'll cut you in
(One, two, three, it)

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

You probly got your tail in your ass, your thumb in your
Protected custody so you don't in your house
Motherfucker, where all the shit you you was 'bout?
Let you tell it, you 'bout 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 runnin' his
Can't come back in the now, he'll get flipped

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

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 opportunity ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' cut you in three
(One, two, three, it)

I'm a lil' man, stand my ground no what
Glock glued to my hand, there's no one you can
Niggas turned on they own nigga behind
If I think they turn on me, I'm outta luck

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

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

But on the straight with me real
To let others' niggas know I don't fake, ya gotta get
Oh, bitch-nigga playin' a rich nigga 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 opportunity ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' cut you in three
(One, two, three, it)

Now point the nigga out if he wan' do it 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
(Kick it)

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 that ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got I'm totin' that'll cut you in three

up, wherever the fuck you is, nigga
Don't throw a motherfuckin'
And hide your hand 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, show your
Make it known you're beefin' me, know wh'I'm sayin'?

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

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