Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Right

Def myself man, 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
When my time is up be out but I'ma try to live
I'm eatin day by day, aint nothin sweet it
Act like you don't know I'm sayin then you read about it

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

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

fire, cross niggas like barbecues
Mobbin crews, niggas, robbincrews
And put him speechless, when I him eat this
Hollow tip and you can grip

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

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

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

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, spit it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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, it right