Luyện nghe bài hát Get Out!!

Yeah, yeah,
(Get out)
Such a remarkable
(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 that the motha fucka's go
(Ooh wee)
like a group of happy children
Yo, it's such a
To see all of my nigga's carry on now
Oh see how I be so passionate

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

Call for my people like a school
And then I strike with a fuckin'
on my trigger
Figure I'll blast every last one of you niggas

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

You should
(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 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 money like a science
Only the nigga's allowed, there's nothin' you can do
with your crew while you talkin' to corny bitches too
Nevertheless, address the for the treasure chest
And bless the spot the thugs protest, one time
I hope y'all know just what the motherfuck you dealin'

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

We be them new prime time niggas
Walk a fine line, niggas fine wine niggas
Now, if you cross the line and around them blind niggas
With so much pressure it's like we did the crime, nigga
(What?)
You I'm like a loco man, noble man
Turned man, rippin' bi-coastal like a postal man
And when we come, you know we to get it
And what you need to do is bounce if you fuckin' with it

So
(Get out)
nigga just
(Get out)
You to just
(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 frontin' you really live
(Get out)
And you you not
(Get out)
You should
(Get out of here)

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