Luyện nghe bài hát Get Out!!

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

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

Such a sound
Rhymes
(Get out)
Comin' through, get
(Get out)
What's the now
(Get out of here)
Yeah,

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

I get a thrill even when I bust my gun off by
The God glory, success story
Whiteboy Billy put a up in my armrest for me
The way I fucks it up, it's a fuck-fest for me
I get on and demolish everything before me
We run shit and that's a now, you're whack now
And ain't no fuckin' back now, so relentless
I won't let you niggas finish a fuckin' sentence

Call for my people like a attendance
And then I strike with a vengence
on my trigger
Figure I'll blast every last one of you bitch

So
(Get out)
Bitch nigga
(Get out)
You need to
(Get out of here)
try to close 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 need to
(Get out)

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

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

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

We be them new prime time niggas
a fine line, niggas sippin' fine wine niggas
Now, if you cross the line and fuck around blind niggas
With so much it's like we did the illest crime, nigga
(What?)
You know I'm a loco man, noble man
Turned global man, rippin' like a postal man
And when we come, you we came to get it
And what you need to do is bounce if you ain't 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 should
(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 like you really live
(Get out)
And you you not
(Get out)
You should
(Get out of here)

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