Luyện nghe bài hát Get Over Here

Ain't as hot as us
East side, west side, side, south side
ride, uh, the Goat is now taking over the building
It's time for some of that ol', that ol'

Yankee up north south, Yankee music
Uh, it where you from, homey
how hot you are, Nicolette, let's, come on

I be that, girl who pop from the N.Y.
Doing my thing, all day, yeah, her
Nicolette on the track, fact, bring it back
Tell me what you about her

Who you know a flow so loco
On a dirty south track the N.Y. though
I be on it, I be on it, y'all cats really want it
don't want it, y'all just fronting, homeboy
Then up off me

I'm a young fly
Thought I told ya, wack cats is gon' be
I'm a supernova, controller, that I get I hold up
I'm a supernova, controller, anything that I get I up

Take it up to the N.Y.
Show 'em how we do, we do and why
Keep ballin' in our ride, driving show, I 'em by
You see our paper, haters hating but still all good

And if you for me
You can me in my hood
doing my thing, got the ring bling
Don't get it

Nicolette, LL, on the track
Bring it back, tell me what you, about that
Boys to holla but I ain't having that

You have game, you better come correct
Ya Girl Nicolette, don't lame cats
Tell me what you think about that, go

Love that you made money, really matter
If I see her from a far, this what I at her
Hey, over there, over
Ho, get over here, get here

In your club with girls, I'm in here with my mans
Won't girls meet my boys, we can all be friends
Hey, over there, there
Ho, get over here, get here

Got to get it
The track is knocking, the Bentley's
I'm suppose to roast 'em
With bar I'm dropping

Every time I drop copping
Every line I lay is locking
You a hater, boy, your plotting
be your blood we mopping

Talk about that major flavor, keyed up, cut like a
Lyrically I stake and ya, you can see I get that paper
Wear jet black Darth Vader, hopping out on playa haters
It's in my n-n-nature, never a smoother operator

it up, hit it up, get it up, let it up
Your girl from the back giddy up
How come I run, you my son
I blow the god damn city up

Inside long white milky Bentley
I just picked Diddy up
Think about that while you that
You a fake mac, you can't that

Hop all off then I back
Got 'em a wolf pack outback
I'm from where Goat, Goat, shout that
Ask Master P, I'm bout

Everybody know I'm
In the party, pocket
Rock and
Competition catching coals in they

Love that you money, really don't matter
If I see her from a far, this what I at her
Hey, there, over there
Ho, get over here, get over

In your club with your girls, I'm in with my mans
Won't your girls meet my boys, we can all be
Hey, over there, there
Ho, get here, get over here

What up y'all, y'all us
the party ain't I'll til we show up
Once we hit the scene, the go nuts
Sorry if I intervene, ma but so

Pour cups of the drink, cups of the guz stop
Til I'm all drunk in the place, the kush to the face
Making the wanna hate
'Cause we them new in the state

Yeah, we in the club just chilling, B, yeah, feeling me
like a barbecue, shorty keep grilling me up
In the club doing stacks a ceiling be

Do it well, ask LL dog me
not feeling me, because we walked in the door
Looking flyer airplanes, it's not touching the floor

It do it do, get the flow get you, and it move
The move to the tune, yessir
DJ let it in the room
just there like and now your boy here

We hot like June, gon' drop real
Let 'em know that in the house
We jam ride from to the to the side
I'm a young back, shut your mouth

Shut your mouth, it around
Shake a bit, drop down to the ground
Most of the time, stop or pound
we wasn't it but be popping now

Popping now, people love us we dropping the sound
Come to hood, we be rocking your town
Go to the show we rocking the
Get by the thou', wow

Come on and with the kid, back to the crib
Car fast, bed real big
Just like that, I'm a get stacks
Got 'em screaming out, my neck, my

Work it all night, ain't no tease
You gonna be scarred, I'm a sweat weave
Now you can't drive, it's too much
Just sit back and enjoy that

In the whip but not tomorrow
That's the life of a
be involved, better be aware
Ticky got women everywhere

Do it on the floor, to the chair
Do it on the beat, please, hands to
Got you on the beach, you out
Got your girl screaming that it that fair

come true, got enough bread
Switch to the truck, nothing said
Kid don't play, do clean
That's what it is, when I come from

Do my lean, big black
Coming through like I'm that stuff
I get checks, just get neck
Girls I'm afraid, running butt nake

go back to the grind
Back to the tracks, back to the
Burn a haze, I let my rhyme

Love that you made money, don't matter
If I see her from a far, this what I at her
Hey, over there, over
Ho, get over here, get here

In your club with your girls, I'm in here with my
Won't your girls my boys, we can all be friends
Hey, there, over there
Ho, get over here, get here