Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Right

Def man, fuck that

Drag-On, act on
with the team, its gon be a sad song
X will the day and the night
Cause we get it right, hit it right, get it right, spit it

Moves is made, niggas is paid, just how it is
my time is up I'ma be out but I'ma try to live
I'm eatin day by day, aint sweet about it
Act you don't know what I'm sayin then you read about it

Built for war a armadillo
yo' ass with too good a pillow
Hear my is brillo
Manic depressive and my head

Since theres a thirst I'll wet first
Now wait a minute it gets
I can't what I own inside
So I take it out on the soul of kid that died

Spit fire, niggas like barbecues
crews, strippin niggas, robbincrews
And put him speechless, I made him eat this
Hollow tip and you can follow

You be like Kim and aint gon swallow
know the half, couldn't know the math
To understand the of a man split in half
But he got what he wanted, for three hundred

Shit is tight and a nigga that's right to run it
Aint no question, that's how I get
Niggas know gimme yo' dough and yo' hoe, and take these fo'
Hot things I got that make niggas spin

Put niggas in the wind, where you never see niggas
Bless a nigga fifties the thin types
And a straight blast that'll put across your windpipe

Drag-On, act on
Messin the team, its gon be a sad song
X will the day and the night
we get it right, hit it right, get it right, spit it right

Drag-On, act on
Messin the team, its gon be a sad song
X will bring the day and the
Cause we get it right, hit it right, get it right, it right

Drag opposite water more a spot order
My flows fire then bring holes
Takes more than a to out this little punk
'less that is a twelve, and I get popped, still I burn to hell

Call the police and they don't seize
And put in they mouth, and catch freeze, em throw Drag some keys
Don't care how many oyeas I make believe
If you nervous, you don't deserve it poppi

Cats stealin y'all probably will get hit
Well I'm the future let's see copy this, stopping this
Since a tiny kid like, Mommy buy me
Since she always told me no, started on some grimy shit

look at that, now look at that slide it in my book bag
I'm who, parents point they fingers at, Get that hoodrat
And put it back, fuck tough, while cook crack
I'm cocaine, throw me in the pot, I to the top

your 5.0, go 'head, look ma, I got four more pegs
Stil put them holes in yo' head, til mushy like dough bread
Cause that vest only that chest
And if I to get ice, don't get to fascinated

Or it's my bullet, your brain, mashed
Double R got me comin on you haters
we the streets black and y'all belong beneath that

Drag-On, act on
Messin the team, its gon be a sad song
X bring the day and the night
we get it right, hit it right, get it right, spit it right

Drag-On, act on
Messin with the team, its gon be a sad
X will the day and the night
Cause we get it right, hit it right, get it right, it right