Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Together (Buck-Wild Remix)

One-two-one-two it on
Listen to the shit because we kick it until
Listen to the abstract got it on
Listen to the ladies on and let me spawn
All eggs then you you go up the river
Listen to the abstract that nigga
I'm ad rock and I and I tick and I tock
And I can't stop with the rock
See I've got heart like John
mad sparks
me the mic
And I'll be rocking the park
I'm the m to the see to the a and it's a
The rhymes that we bust on the topic on
And my is not butt, but fuck it
Let me get to the rhythm
Yes I'm funky and I'm shooting all my jism
Like Holmes, the x-rated nigga
to the shit 'cause I'm the ill figure
Nobody's any bigger than this

Ad rock with the ione
Listen to the because both of them is boney
Got to do it like like chachi and joanie
Because she's the and I'm the macaroni
So why all the fight and why all the
Because I got no dust
Yea, you know I'm getting
I've got a hazel and a grandma tilly
Grand and I'm also a member
Born on the cusp in the month of
I do the patty duke in you don't remember
Well, I freak a funky like the shit was in a blender
Well, I'm long gone is born
Don't need a mother fucking fool telling me from wrong
I don't think I'm slick nor do I play like I'm
But I shall drive the like I was evan bernhard
And I've working on my game because is taxing
Got to get it together and see happening

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

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

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