Luyện nghe bài hát Get Out!!

Yeah, yeah,
(Get out)
a remarkable sound
(Get out)

(Get out of here)
Such a sound
get down, now
Yeah it out
(Get out of here)

a remarkable sound
Busta
(Get out)
through, get down
(Get out)
What's the now
(Get out of here)
Yeah,

Are you to get on?
(Who, me?)
And 'cause such a reaction the motha fucka's go
(Ooh wee)
It's like a of happy children
Yo, it's such a
To see all of my live carry on now
Oh see how I be gettin' so

I get a even when I bust my gun off by accident
The God glory, success story
Whiteboy put a stash up in my armrest for me
The way I fucks it up, it's like a for me
I get on last and everything before me
We run shit and that's a fact now, whack now
And ain't no fuckin' turnin' now, so relentless
I won't even let you finish a fuckin' sentence

for my people like a school attendance
And then I strike a fuckin' vengence
on my trigger
Figure blast every last one of you bitch niggas

So
(Get out)
Bitch nigga
(Get out)
You need to
(Get out of here)
Police'll try to the club
(Get out)

You really
(Get out)
You to just
(Get out of here)
Bitch, if you ain't got your own
(Get out)
You need to
(Get out)

You really
(Get out of here)
If you frontin' like you live
(Get out)
And you you not
(Get out)
You need to
(Get out of here)

The one world
the most reliant for the thorough guidance
On how to get most of this money like a science
Only the nigga's allowed, there's nothin' you can do
Frontin' with your crew you talkin' to corny bitches too
Nevertheless, address the cheddar for the treasure
And bless the before the thugs protest, one time
I hope y'all just what the motherfuck you dealin' with

With so much platinum for the street, you thought I was a
We phat now, so look at how we it back now
And made it possible for street niggas to hold a now
And the wealthiest, healthiest
And bring the fire that will reach about a degrees Celsius
on, banker's money better roll on, or sing a broke folk song
My nigga's so long he paid with a big hat, just like a lampshade
And bounce, in the truck, the joints my nigga ramp made

We be them new millennium prime niggas
Walk a fine line, niggas sippin' fine niggas
Now, if you cross the line and fuck around them blind
With so much pressure like we did the illest crime, nigga
(What?)
You know I'm like a man, noble man
Turned global man, rippin' bi-coastal a postal man
And we come, you know we came to get it
And what you need to do is if you ain't fuckin' with it

So
(Get out)
Bitch just
(Get out)
You to just
(Get out of here)
Police'll try to the club
(Get out)

You really
(Get out)
You need to
(Get out of here)
Bitch, if you got your own dough
(Get out)
You need to
(Get out)

You really
(Get out of here)
If you like you really live
(Get out)
And you you not
(Get out)
You really
(Get out of here)

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