Luyện nghe bài hát Get Out

C'mon, yeah, Mob, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh
His name is Jigga, yeah, what's happenin'
Wsup, wsup witcha? Tryin' to get loot
Yeah, know what I'm sayin'? No

So what's it gon' be? Women, whiskey,
Dope, or all the guns you need, nigga
You could get them thangs for a fee
Yeah, and with the right amount of pressure, thangs look free

I'm on my way now, desperate need of a indeed
Believe I got a vick if it's a brick you
My for sheez
Right back at you, holla after you land we get it before you
Is you for sure? Them out there still got cheese
my niggas in the drop bounced back to slangin OZ's

Man them niggas the town without breakin 'em down
Them bastards makin' a killin', slangin' half of
For real man, I'm on my last nine
Ain't got no money, I'm fightin' cases this ho money

And when the money get low and the show
Niggas get the fuck out the house
And when the money get low and the hungriness
better get the fuck out the house
And the money get low and the hungriness show
Niggas better get the fuck out the

I caught a flight to NY, on the buddy pass
at the exit row, by the do'
I got a hoopty this doofy nigga around the way
I had the fo'fo' the rug, weekend ago

Three hours, I in the city of dreams
With tall buildings, with cabs and limousines
the fuck is Jay-Z
Goddamn is gettin on my nerve
I see face by the curb

Goddamn dog I been sittin' here thirty
You know motherfucking cab drivers
Like own this motherfucker
the trunk

And then I'm thinkin', Jigga get this motherfucking cash nigga
Well if it's a thing let's get this motherfucking money man
And then I said to Jigga, get this motherfucking cash nigga
I got a dope house out

An route?
No doubt, let's hit the highway, up, lock
Let's do shit
up, cops

Trippin', it's eight million stories in naked motherfucker
Yeah, and ten undercovers
We get this raw, we gon' kick in the door
They got guns in the couch, they got in the floor

Niggas is gon' they drawers
got a bitch at the door
Bullshit, heard stupid shit before

And when the get low and the hungriness show
Niggas better get the fuck out the
And the money get low and the hungriness show
better get the fuck out the house
And when the get low and the hungriness show
Niggas get the fuck out the house

I hit the buzzer, Mita,
Let me up Joey motherfucker
Takin' the steps up with one thing on our mind
Wipe this clean, everybody gotta die

Up the steps, got
The voices got louder, you it?
Death's we comin' for that powder
Then I knocked times, I hit the hoe wit clear polish
Well, she couldn't see shit, now what's it be bitch?