Luyện nghe bài hát Get It

[Los - 1]
I use to wheelie the bike, to ball
Now I'm ballin' when I travel, no at all
I use to run suicides, impressin' my
Now I'm fly like I quit the I aint messin wit coach
I Michael Jordan take flight
did the typewriter
My first freestyles as a bike rider
Cuz I to spin the handle bars round
And thats quite a spin cuz I bars now
I use to play hide and go seek on the
Now the roof play and go seek on my coupe
Uhhh, I to clean up my sneakers with a toothbrush
Now my game floss a lil' too much
But, I'm exactly my hood need
I've been mackin' since Ewing had good
Geez, say to the problem
Cuz now I'm watchin' Melo at the
And I'm that life got colder
Had a on my shoulder
But I got a little older and the don't owe ya
Nothing, no bluffin' when ask me how I did it
I em that I push it to the limit

Nigga I ge-ge-get it
it
it
Ge-ge-get it, it
it

If you came up poor in the like me
And just wanted to know the good life be
Watchin all the and the big body cars
full of ice livin' life like a star

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

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

[Los - 3]
like oh shit the crown aint safe Los snappin'
You took the words right out my like closed caption
Cuz no is matchin' mine
And you wanna it up wit' the mastamind
Huhh, h-h-how you passin me I ya
I don't kno no like Masta P wit' amnesia
I used to Rambo wit' the ammo and the shotgun
Then I watched Randel he scrambled then the shotgun
I play freeze tag with my main crew
I mean I dont but my and my chain do
uh, I'm talki and montana
Now promoters wan know, my price in montana
I say I'm the murder
they cook it on the burner
And whipped it in the pot
'fore they put it in on the nigga
to the spot
Wanna know what? Ima first rule
Mind ya business if the jus dont concern ya
cuz

got colder had a chip on my shoulder
But I got a little and the world dont owe ya
Mothing, no bluffin' when ask me how I did it
I tell 'em I push it to the limit