Luyện nghe bài hát Get It

[Los - 1]
I use to wheelie the bike, to ball
Now I'm when I travel, no dribble at all
I use to run suicides, impressin' my
Now I'm fly like I the team I aint messin wit coach
I watched Michael Jordan take
did the typewriter
My first freestyles came as a bike
Cuz I used to spin the handle round
And thats quite a spin cuz I handle now
I use to play and go seek on the roof
Now the roof play hide and go on my coupe
Uhhh, I to clean up my sneakers with a toothbrush
Now my show floss a lil' too much
But, I'm what my hood need
I've been mackin' since Ewing had knees
Geez, say to the problem
Cuz now I'm watchin' at the garden
And I'm thinkin that life got
Had a chip on my
But I got a older and the World don't owe ya
Nothing, no when they ask me how I did it
I tell em that I it to the limit

I gotta ge-ge-get it
it
it
Ge-ge-get it, it
it

If you came up in the hood like me
And just wanted to what the good life be
all the hustlers and the big body cars
Wrist full of ice livin' life a star

Nigga you ge-ge-get it
it
it
Ge-ge-get it, it
it

[XV - 2]
Blessing this and it still aint safe
They say Johnson is magic, still don't aid
Killin' these bloodsuckers and I still aint
But I'm going off like my bills aint paid
But my dues are, huge bars, in the like ?
Me and seven up lik4 a coupe with only 2 doors
Get it, thats a muthafucka
These bitches see no roof and go woof to a
I used to watch Wars and used to act like Darth Vader
Daddy's and swallow up my light saber
I used to Donkey Kong country
Now I go bananas all over the country
Came outta they say we a little country
Now I'ma blow us up like we are our own country
Been this way King Kong was just a baby monkey
When haters were turkeys was just funky
1985 watching Voltron and Mcguyver put together the pieces of the on fire
Nothing, no hent hey ask me how I did it
I 'em that I push 'em to the limit
Nigga I

[Los - 3]
There like oh shit the crown safe Los snappin'
You took the words out my mouth like closed caption
Cuz no passion is matchin'
And you mash it up wit' the mastamind
Huhh, h-h-how you me I leave ya
I don't kno no limits like Masta P amnesia
I used to Rambo wit' the ammo and the shotgun
Then I Randel when he scrambled then the shotgun
I still play tag with my main crew
I mean I but my watch and my chain do
uh, I'm talki and montana
Now promoters wan know, whats my in montana
I say I'm from the
Where they cook it on the
And whipped it in the pot
'fore they put it in on the nigga
to the spot
Wanna what? Ima learn first rule
Mind ya business if the shit jus dont ya
cuz

Life got colder had a chip on my
But I got a little older and the world owe ya
Mothing, no bluffin' they ask me how I did it
I tell 'em that I it to the limit