Luyện nghe bài hát Get Over Here

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

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

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

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

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

Take it up to the N.Y.
'em how we do, what 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 catch me in my
Just doing my thing, got the ring
Don't get it

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

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

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

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

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

Every time I drop they
Every single I lay is locking
You a hater, boy, your plotting
It'll be blood we mopping

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

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

that long white milky Bentley
Like I just Diddy up
about that while you doubt that
You a mac, you can't count that

Hop all off I bounce back
Got 'em looking a wolf outback
I'm from them Goat, Goat, shout that
Ask Master P, I'm that

Everybody I'm holding
In the party, pocket
and rolling
Competition catching in they colon

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

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

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

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

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

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

It do it do, get the flow get you, and it move
The body move to the tune,
DJ let it in the room
Shit's just like and now your boy here

We hot like June, gon' real soon
Let 'em know Queens in the house
We jam ride to the north to the side
I'm a young back, just shut mouth

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

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

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

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

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

Do it on the floor, to the chair
Do it on the beat, please, to stare
Got you on the beach, you out
Got your girl screaming it ain't that fair

Baby come true, got bread
Switch to the truck, nothing more
Kid don't play, just do
That's what it is, when I from Queens

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

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

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

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