Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Right

Def myself man, that

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

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 nothin sweet it
Act like you don't know what I'm sayin then you read it

for war like a armadillo
Smother yo' ass with too good a
Hear my shit is
Manic depressive and my hurts

theres a dead thirst I'll wet first
Now wait a minute it worse
I can't control what I own
So I take it out on the soul of that kid that

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

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

Shit is tight and a nigga right gots to run it
Aint no question, how I get down
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 with fifties the thin types
And a straight blast that'll put pinstripes across your

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 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

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

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

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

Like look at that, now 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 y'all crack
I'm cocaine, me in the pot, I rise to the top

With your 5.0, go 'head, look ma, I got four more
Stil put them in yo' head, til it's mushy like dough bread
Cause that vest protects that chest
And if I decide to get ice, get to fascinated

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

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

Drag-On, act on
with 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