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 time for some of that ol', good 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 straight pop the N.Y.
Doing my thing, all day, yeah, her
Nicolette on the track, matter fact, bring it
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, cats don't really want it
Y'all don't want it, just fronting, homeboy
back 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, that I get I hold up

Take it up to the N.Y.
Show 'em how we do, we do and why
Keep in our ride, driving show, I pass '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 about
Boys tryin' to holla but I ain't having

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

Love that you made money, really don't
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 here with my
Won't your meet my boys, we can all be friends
Hey, over there, over
Ho, get over here, get over

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

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

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

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

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

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

Everybody I'm holding
In the party, swollen
and rolling
Competition catching coals in they

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

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

What up y'all, know us
Know the party I'll til we show up
Once we hit the scene, the go nuts
Sorry if I intervene, ma but so

Pour more cups of the drink, of the guz stop
Til I'm all drunk in the place, burn the kush to the
Making the 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 where a ceiling be

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

It do what it do, get the get you, and it move
The move to the tune, yessir
DJ let it boom in the
Shit's there like and now your boy here

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

Shut mouth, turn it around
Shake a little bit, drop to the ground
Most of the time, don't stop or
Before we it but be popping now

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

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

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

In the whip but not tomorrow
the life of a superstar
Wanna be involved, be aware
Ticky got women everywhere

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

Baby come true, got enough
Switch to the truck, nothing more
Kid play, just do clean
That's it is, when I come from Queens

Do my lean, big black
Coming like I'm moving 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
a little haze, I let my rhyme

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

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