Luyện nghe bài hát Get Over Here

nobody as hot as us
East side, side, north side, south side
Let's ride, uh, the is now taking over the building
It's time for some of ol', that good ol'

Yankee up north south, Yankee music
Uh, it ain't where you from,
It's how hot you are, Nicolette, let's, on

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

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

I'm a young fly
I told ya, wack cats is gon' be over
I'm a supernova, controller, anything I get I hold up
I'm a supernova, controller, anything 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 hating but it's still all

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
tryin' to holla but I ain't having that

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 here

In club with your 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

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

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

Talk about that flavor, keyed up, cut like a razor
I stake 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 been a operator

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 blow the whole god city up

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

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

know I'm holding
In the party, swollen
and rolling
Competition catching in they colon

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

up y'all, y'all know us
Know the party ain't til we show up
Once we hit the scene, the chicks go
if I intervene, ma but so what

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 dudes wanna
we them 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 stacks where a be

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

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

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

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

now, people love 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 with the kid, back to the crib
Car real fast, bed big
Just like that, I'm a get them
Got 'em out, my neck, my back

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

In the whip but not tomorrow
the life of a superstar
Wanna be involved, better be
Diamondz got women 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 enough
Switch to the truck, more said
Kid play, just do clean
That's what it is, when I from Queens

Do my lean, big black
Coming through 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
a little haze, I let my rhyme

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