Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Poppin

(ALRIGHT!)
(I'm showin my monkey)
(OH NO! NOT THE MONKEY!)
(Yes, yes the monkey)

[DJ On
shit right here is called Get It Poppin'
Shout out to Diggers on the beat

Joe Budden]
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, [2 gunshots]
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon [2
C'mon, c'mon niggaz, c'mon, c'mon [2
(DJ ON POINT)
C'mon, now look, now look
(Is what you want?)

1: Joe Budden]
Nobody likes me, hates me
Play that jump off, all of Jers' go crazy (yeah)
Model chicks buggin, talkin havin his babies
You "Think She Likes You", you doin it like JD
up at the dice game, wrists on AC (so)
For my own safety, I'm it off safety (okay)
Feds wanna indict him, blue suits chase me (what?)
My money too long for you to come and cage me
Don't out with glocks no more (naw)
If I'm "Window Shoppin, " I'm probably to rob that store
Dog, suspended, stash, stay with a nina
While I'm the highway, racin the Medina (c'mon)
Naw they can't be 'em, Joey they see 'em
No prison could hold 'em, Bruce Bowen D 'em (oh)
Don't handcuff a ho, don't wife 'em and feed 'em
should have told her, it's a privilege just to meet 'em (c'mon)

[Chorus: Joe
Let's get it niggaz, let's get it poppin [2 gunshots]
Let's get it my nigga, let's get it poppin [2 gunshots]
You know that sound, whenever they got it
It's, [2 gunshots], What it do [gunshot], how it go

Let's get it poppin niggaz, let's get it poppin [BOOM,
get it poppin my nigga, let's get it poppin [BOOM, BOOM]
You know sound, whenever they got it poppin
It's, [BOOM], What it do [BOOM], how it go

2: Joe Budden]
Look at
Let me tell you why I'm that (why?)
As soon as I ghostwritin everybody started gettin signed overnight (yeah)
I green for everything now
The murder rate's up cause they puttin Beans on everythin now
I had this Bugaboo bitch, kept wantin me to her (HO!)
Always up, I called her George Costanza (HO!)
Spent time with her, realized I couldn't stand her (So)
So I logged her in my phone as "You A If You Answer" (c'mon)
Drama's not a thing, my ratchet'll leave me
Fitted on tilt, I'm bitin off obe-sity (yessir)
Feel like Bruce Lee-roy, if is so tough
I put they face and make 'em say "sho nuff" (sho nuff, c'mon)
You how the game go, every club, same hoes
I ain't with the rumors the bullshit to Maino
But call me if you lookin for cocaine flow (why?)
I'll spit that propane and watch the whole thing blow (LETS GO!)
go

(Is this you want?)

3: Joe Budden]
Look,
I told 'em not to fuck the kid
I take your wig off or maybe you can save it, like Busta did
Drop my V at the garage, let 'em custom my
I'm not spoiled, it's just grown accustomed to shit (OH!)
I mean nobody me, everybody hates me
that shit comin, watch how stronger it makes me (uh huh)
Burner by when I'm ridin in that Mercedes
Case one of these get they courage up to face me
go

[Outro: DJ On - talking]

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