Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Together

One-two-one-two it on
Listen to the shit because we kick it until
Listen to the got it going on
Listen to the ladies come on and let me
All your eggs you you go up the river
Listen to the abstract that freaky
I'm ad rock and I shock and I and I tock
And I stop with the body rock
See I've got like John Starks
Hitting mad
me the mic
And I'll be the whole park
I'm the m to the see to the a and a must
The rhymes that we bust on the on lust
And my is not butt, but fuck it
Let me get to the rhythm
Yes I'm getting funky and I'm all my jism
Like John Holmes, the nigga
Listen to the shit I'm the ill figure
getting any bigger than this

Ad rock with the ione
Listen to the shit because of them is boney
Got to do it this like chachi and joanie
she's the cheese and I'm the macaroni
So why all the and why all the fuss
Because I ain't got no
Yea, you I'm getting silly
I've got a grandma hazel and a tilly
royalprez and I'm also a member
Born on the in the month of November
I do the patty duke in you don't remember
Well, I a funky beat like the shit was in a blender
Well, I'm gone word is born
Don't need a mother fucking fool me right from wrong
I don't I'm slick nor do I play like I'm hard
But I shall drive the lane like I was evan
And I've working on my because life is taxing
Got to get it together and see what's

I go one two like my name was biz
But I had to do the shit just let me
On the lyric and the noun and the
Let's the shit off 'cause yo, I'm not the herb
Well, it's not the herb but the spice with the flavor to
Tho moog with the for your derriere
While we're on that topic, yes I to mention
When it to boning I'm representing
Spacing, zoning, talkin' on the and
My brain is roaming and I don't know where it's
Talking lots of shit a little tweaking on the
I've got to get him by the reigns because I know I'm freaking
Well, I'm a funky and I'm a scorpio
And I get my flow I'm dr on the go
So q-tip, you on the mic for
I had to talk about the times that I rhyme
And when m.c.s come in my face, I'm mace
Because I back off with the quills
Nigga 'cause I tell you, nigga I'll keep you under prills
Resting on nine one one sixteenth ave off the farmes

I'm from manhattan m.c.a.'s from
Yea, m.c.a., your be cooking
Praying on the court and I can't be beat
So, yo tip, what's up with the boot on your
got the timbos on the toes and this is how it goes
Oh one two, oh my god
One two, oh my god, I've got shit
I've got the kung fu behind my green trap kit
Never ever ever smoking
Never ever fucking wack
I eat the fuckin' pineapple now &
Listen to me now, listen to me later
Fuck it 'cause I know I didn't make it fuckin' rhyme for
But, yo technically I'm as as steel
Gonna get it together, watch it, gonna get it together ma
I'm like ma bell, I've got the ill

Ma bell, got the ill
Ma bell, got the ill
Ma bell, got the ill
Ma
it on and on