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

One-two-one-two it on
Listen to the shit because we kick it dawn
Listen to the got it going on
to the ladies come on and let me spawn
All your then you you go up the river
Listen to the abstract freaky nigga
I'm ad rock and I and I tick and I tock
And I stop with the body rock
See got heart like John Starks
Hitting mad
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 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
John Holmes, the x-rated nigga
Listen to the 'cause I'm the ill figure
Nobody's any bigger than this

Ad rock down the ione
Listen to the shit because both of them is
Got to do it like like chachi and joanie
Because she's the and I'm the macaroni
So why all the and why all the fuss
Because I got no dust
Yea, you I'm getting silly
I've got a grandma and a grandma tilly
royalprez and I'm also a member
Born on the cusp in the month of
I do the patty duke in case you don't
Well, I freak a beat like the shit was in a blender
Well, I'm long word is born
Don't need a mother fool telling me right from wrong
I don't think I'm nor do I play like I'm hard
But I shall drive the like I was evan bernhard
And I've working on my game life is taxing
Got to get it and see what's happening

I go one two my name was biz mark
But I had to do the shit let me embark
On the and the noun and the verb
Let's the shit off 'cause yo, I'm not the herb
Well, it's not the herb but the with the flavor to spare
Tho moog the funk for your derriere
we're on that topic, yes I like to mention
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 lots of a little tweaking on the weekend
I've got to get him by the reigns because I know that I'm
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
Because I had to talk about the times that I
And when m.c.s come in my face, I'm like
Because I back off with the quills
Nigga 'cause I tell you, 'cause I'll keep you under prills
Resting on one one sixteenth ave off the farmes boulevard

I'm from m.c.a.'s from brooklyn
Yea, m.c.a., shit be cooking
mantis on the court and I can't be beat
So, yo tip, what's up the boot on your feet
I've got the timbos on the 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 ever crack
Never ever fucking wack
I eat the pineapple now & laters
Listen to me now, don't listen to me
Fuck it 'cause I know I didn't make it fuckin' for real
But, yo technically I'm as hard as
Gonna get it together, watch it, gonna get it 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