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 bring the day and the
Cause we get it right, hit it right, get it right, spit it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Drag opposite water more than a spot
My flows cause then bring holes
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 and whatever they don't seize
And put in they mouth, and freeze, tell em throw Drag some keys
Don't care how many oyeas I gotta make
If you nervous, you deserve it poppi please

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

look at that, now look at that slide it in my book bag
I'm who, point they fingers at, Get from that hoodrat
And put it back, fuck tough, y'all 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 it's mushy like dough
Cause that vest only protects chest
And if I decide to get ice, get to fascinated

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

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, it right