Luyện nghe bài hát Get It, Got It

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up jack?

[lil'
goes out uh huh
It out uh huh
To all the b biters what?
Timbaland got something to say
him out
This is the lil' man speaking now
Yo kick it

If money to be made i guess i'm the printer
If it's ice to be rocked i i'm the winner
You know my ginuwine not the pretender
One in a million aaliyah
like gonorrhea, what?
I beat the beater, everywhere
Cris' the diamonds in the watch on my wrist
Audiences like a newborn
You be on some new and improved
Lyrically i murder tracks, put two in a
me, who wanna mo'
Catch me in the studio, doing a do
Give me 10 minutes, hook you up with joint that's mean
new york, va to cali, all points in between

Timbo i bowed it down in no
And every corner that i
You i get it on
Timbo, i even bowed it in no
And every that i flow
I get it on

[lil'
Can you get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
all the playa haters at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out (um hmm)

Can we get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
all the playa haters at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out (um hmm)

I'm the top nigga, nigga, hot nigga, yo (yo)
Shit i dropped, nonstop nigga, whoa (whoa)
Meet the futuristic by the psych (uh huh)
Either nigga's vibe or make shit light (whew)
Hip to the hop i came in the do' (what?)
Missy platinum then i came in some mo' (what?)
Aaliyah, ginuwine, mag and two o's (uh huh)

Outside production on and total
Fugitive wanna buy the man for
Got warrrents and program to kill
nigga, and i'm ill
Don't believe me? take the back of your and feel

I'm burnin' up, yo, can't stop my
I'm burnin' up, ya'll stop my dough
Im burnin' up, up top and down they know
it come to these beats i don't play, yo
I get it on

[lil'
Can i get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
Where all the haters at? (um hmm)
Now point 'em out, (um hmm)

Can we get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
all the playa haters at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out (um hmm)
Now gon' point 'em out, check it

I come sweeter than a two seater
Have your pockets open, have you spendin' on friends
It never ends, expensive
Without the c's, lavish love the carats
Nigga's mad weaves
Spendin' money nuthin'
Nigga's who frontin'
And then pretend ya old
Nigga, we let you know, district
Platinum rolex's with the in it
Money to burn, nigga will you learn
It's automatic, now i realize i gotta
of the rich, that fly assed bitch
There's a to be ripped, i got the hot shit
Check the whip, i'm banging my land to my six
Had you screamin' at the show bassey's a hit
I got the gift and nigga's know i'm for this
Eyes closed, lips sealed, and prepare for the

& lil' man]
And i ya'll we won't miss, what?

[lil
Did she get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
Where all the playa at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out (um hmm)
Point 'em out,

Did she get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
Where all the playa at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out, yeah (um hmm)

Can i get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
all the playa haters at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out, uh (um hmm)

Can he get it on? (um hmm)
Are ya up? (um hmm)
Where all the playa at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out nigga (um hmm)
Now 'em out, what?

Now ride, yeah boo

Yo,
don't understand how you do these beats, yo
Ha, even i don't
You know people always tryin' to you
And made like you
You da man now
I mad at cha
on playa