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 to say ya'll
him out
This is the lil' man speaking now
Yo timbaland it

If it's money to be i guess i'm the printer
If it's ice to be i guess i'm the winner
You know my crew not the pretender
One in a million like
Burn gonorrhea, what?
I beat the beater, snares
like the diamonds in the watch on my wrist
Audiences like a newborn
You must be on new and improved
i murder tracks, put two in a crew
Tell me, who mo'
Catch me in the studio, what? a do
Give me 10 minutes, i'll hook you up with that's mean
>from new york, va to cali, all points in

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

man]
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)
Where all the playa at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out (um hmm)

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

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

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

man]
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)
Where all the haters at? (um hmm)
Now 'em out (um hmm)
Now gon' point 'em out, check it

I sweeter than a two seater benz
Have your wide open, have you spendin' on friends
It never ends, indeed
Without the c's, lavish habits love the
with mad weaves
Spendin' money nuthin'
Nigga's who frontin'
And then ya gettin' old
Nigga, we let you know, diamond
Platinum with the chips in it
Money to burn, when will you learn
It's automatic, now i i gotta have
Lifestyles of the rich, that fly assed
There's a track to be ripped, i got the hot
the whip, i'm banging from my land to my six
Had you at the show saying bassey's a hit
I got the gift and know i'm ready for this
closed, lips sealed, and prepare for the kiss

[timb & man]
And i told we won't miss, what?

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

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

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

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

Now let's ride, boo

Yo,
People don't how you do these beats, yo
Ha, even i don't
You know people tryin' to bite you
And made stuff you
You da man now
I mad at cha
Play on