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

One-two-one-two it on
to the shit because we kick it until dawn
Listen to the abstract got it on
Listen to the ladies come on and let me
All your eggs then you you go up the
Listen to the abstract that freaky
I'm ad and I shock and I tick and I tock
And I can't with the body rock
See I've got heart like John
mad sparks
me the mic
And I'll be rocking the whole
I'm the m to the see to the a and a must
The that we bust on the topic on lust
And my moms is not butt, but it
Let me get down to the
Yes I'm getting funky and I'm shooting all my
Like John Holmes, the nigga
Listen to the shit 'cause I'm the ill
getting any bigger than this

Ad rock with the ione
Listen to the shit both of them is boney
Got to do it this like chachi and joanie
Because she's the and I'm the macaroni
So why all the fight and why all the
I ain't got no dust
Yea, you know I'm silly
I've got a hazel and a grandma tilly
Grand and I'm also a member
on the cusp in the month of November
I do the patty in case you don't remember
Well, I freak a funky beat like the was in a blender
Well, I'm gone word is born
Don't need a mother fool telling me right from wrong
I don't I'm slick nor do I play like I'm hard
But I drive the lane like I was evan bernhard
And I've on my game 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 and the noun and the verb
Let's kick the off 'cause yo, I'm not the herb
Well, it's not the herb but the with the flavor to spare
Tho moog with the for your derriere
While we're on that topic, yes I like to
When it comes to boning I'm
Spacing, zoning, on the phone and
My brain is roaming and I don't know where it's
Talking of shit a little tweaking on the weekend
I've got to get him by the reigns I know that I'm freaking
Well, I'm a funky and I'm a scorpio
And when I get my I'm dr on the go
So q-tip, you on the mic for
Because I had to talk about the times that I
And when m.c.s come in my face, I'm mace
Because I back them off with the
Nigga 'cause I tell you, nigga 'cause I'll keep you under
Resting on one one sixteenth ave off the farmes boulevard

I'm from m.c.a.'s from brooklyn
Yea, m.c.a., your shit be
Praying on the court and I can't be beat
So, yo tip, what's up with the boot on your
I've got the on the toes and this is how it goes
Oh one two, oh my god
One two, oh my god, I've got some
I've got the kung fu behind my green trap kit
Never ever smoking crack
Never ever ever fucking
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, get it together ma bell
I'm ma bell, I've got the ill communications

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