Luyện nghe bài hát Get Over Here

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

Yankee up north south, Yankee music
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.
Doing my thing, all day, yeah, her
Nicolette on the track, matter fact, bring it
me what you think about her

Who you know a flow so loco
On a south track from the N.Y. though
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,
Then up off me

I'm a young fly
Thought I ya, wack cats is gon' be over
I'm a supernova, controller, anything that I get I 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 but it's still all good

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

Nicolette, LL, on the track
Bring it back, tell me what you, think that
Boys tryin' to holla but I having that

You better have game, you better correct
Ya Nicolette, don't like lame cats
me what you think 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 here, get over here

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

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

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

Talk about that major flavor, up, cut like a razor
Lyrically I and bake ya, you can see I get that paper
Wear jet black like 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 the whole god damn city up

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

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

Everybody know I'm
In the party, swollen
and rolling
Competition catching coals in colon

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

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 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
if I intervene, ma but so what

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

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

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

It do what it do, get the flow get you, and it
The body move to the tune,
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, turn it
Shake a little bit, drop to the ground
Most of the time, don't or pound
Before we it but be popping now

Popping now, people us when we dropping the sound
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 fast, bed real big
like that, I'm a get them stacks
Got 'em out, my neck, my back

Work it all night, this no tease
You gonna be scarred, I'm a that weave
Now you drive, it's too much speed
Just sit and enjoy that breeze

In the today but not tomorrow
That's the of a superstar
Wanna be involved, better be
Ticky Diamondz got 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 girl screaming that it ain't that fair

Baby come true, got bread
Switch to the truck, more said
Kid don't play, do clean
That's what it is, I come from Queens

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

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

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

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