Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Right

Def myself man, fuck

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, spit it

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

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

Since 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 died

Spit fire, niggas 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 the wrath of a man split in half
But he got what he wanted, shot for three

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

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

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

Drag-On, act on
Messin 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

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

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

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

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

With 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 only protects that chest
And if I to get ice, don't get to fascinated

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

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

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