Luyện nghe bài hát Get Out!!

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

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

Such a sound
Rhymes
(Get out)
Comin' through, get
(Get out)
the deal 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 a group of happy children
Yo, it's a feelin'
To see all of my live carry on now
Oh see how I be gettin' so

I get a thrill even I bust my gun off by accident
The God bless glory, story
Billy 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 demolish before me
We run shit and a fact now, you're whack now
And ain't no turnin' back now, so relentless
I won't even let you finish a fuckin' sentence

Call for my people like a attendance
And I strike with 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)
try to close the club
(Get out)

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

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

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

With so much for the street, you thought I was a silversmith
We phat now, so at how we brought it back now
And it possible for street niggas to hold a stack now
And the wealthiest, healthiest
And bring the fire that will reach about a 1000 Celsius
Hold on, banker's money better roll on, or sing a folk song
My nigga's so long he paid with a big brim hat, just like a
And bounce, wildin' in the truck, the joints my nigga made

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

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

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

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

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