Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Poppin

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

[DJ On
This shit right here is called Get It
out to Soul Diggers on the beat

[Intro: Joe
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, [2 gunshots]
(DJ ON POINT)
C'mon, now look, now [gunshot]
(Is this you want?)

[Verse 1: Joe
Nobody likes me, hates me
Play that jump off, all of gon' go crazy (yeah)
Model chicks buggin, 'bout 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 indict him, blue suits wanna chase me (what?)
My money too long for you fuckers to and cage me
Don't wile out with no more (naw)
If I'm "Window Shoppin, " I'm probably 'bout to rob that
Dog, license suspended, stash, stay a nina
I'm the highway, drag racin the Medina (c'mon)
Naw they can't be 'em, they can't see 'em
No prison could hold 'em, Bruce can't D 'em (oh)
Don't handcuff a ho, don't 'em and don't feed 'em
Somebody should have told her, it's a just to meet 'em (c'mon)

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

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

[Verse 2: Joe
at here
Let me tell you why I'm hype (why?)
As soon as I started ghostwritin started gettin signed overnight (yeah)
I need for everything now
The murder rate's up cause they puttin Beans on everythin now
I had this Bugaboo bitch, kept me to romance her (HO!)
Always poppin up, I called her Costanza (HO!)
Spent time with her, realized I couldn't stand her (So)
So I her in my phone as "You A Fool If You Answer" (c'mon)
not a thing, my ratchet'll never leave me
Fitted on tilt, I'm bitin off that (yessir)
Feel Bruce Lee-roy, if niggaz is so tough
I put face underwater and make 'em say "sho nuff" (sho nuff, c'mon)
You know how the game go, every club, same
I ain't the rumors tell the bullshit to Maino
But me if you lookin for that cocaine flow (why?)
Then I'll spit that propane and the whole thing blow (LETS GO!)
go

(Is this you want?)

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

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