Luyện nghe bài hát Get The Hell on With That

Whoa, whoa,
All you ass niggaz
Callin' all ass bitches
Yo, get the Hell on that
Get the Hell on that
Yo, yo, yo, yo

Why you over there lookin' at me, while my girl there?
These bitches actin' like they never seen a
Feel my pockets, wanna get your hands in there
Now it be like?
You confused man, shit don't even seem right
How you cats on your only three mics?
Like 'Pac is funny to me
All you niggaz livin' bummy wasn't fuckin' me
Now nigga get it on, you be dead and gone

Shorty got a all she need the silicone
Love my A T L bitches, pay my bail
Type to let you fuck but never tell
Down ass that'll grind that dough
Catch me with another chick and beat them down to a
the F A T, to the J O E
Drink cris' with the feds when come for me
No cuffs, no guns, they a G
Number one with a slug, what you from me?
Are you

If you see a nigga frontin' shit on his wrist
around all night, same bottle of Cris'
Get the on with that
(Say what, say what?)
Get the Hell on with
(Say what, say what?)
If you see a bitch in her best friend's clothes
New sass weaven and fucked up
Get the Hell on with
(Say what, say what?)
Get the Hell on with
(Say what, say what?)

Now all my ladies put hands up
Nah mami, if you for doe then you's a hoe
And no I'm not the one that don't drop the
I only ice the beef and rock the
Think you gettin' somethin' from me thoughts are broke
Might get a little and a salty throat
So get the Hell on with that, don't you weave and it
Get the on with that, I'm alright I'm just chillin'

Chicken neck ass tryin' to palm the dough
Should've charged me at the door, I let you know
Get the same jewel full of heavy mo'
Coulda made you a from the guy with the mo'
But yo, I ain't never met a chick was innocent
They all some, eat some, never kiss
I know a lot that got on and that was it
See me in the like, "Bitch I sucked his dick"

You let him in at one time 'cause you he was fly
Now you see him at the clubs, he don't pay you no
Get the on with that
(Say what, say what?)
Get the Hell on with
(Say what, say what?)
Yo, time you smoke, dude puff your 'dro
But when it's to go cop, he ain't got no dough
Get the on with that
(Say what, say what?)
Get the on with that
(Say what, say what?)

be the number one street, clown wishin 'em luck
Cause I'm 'bout to make them break a leg I'm givin a FUCK
And you a beat, down, bottles is breakin', craniums crack
Chairs thrown the heat is attacked
And you hear the street, sound, hitters and
and gunners, winter to summer the niggaz that want us
Are headed East bound, in West other than South
Cover your chest, cover your mouth

I'm goin' deep down Dirty indeed, in need
Thirty and you heard it from me
But I'm to reach, around grabbin' my gun
scatter and run but I'm handlin' and havin' some fun
They gotta keep, rounds up the bed, up under the spread
If it then it ain't, no wonder you dead
So go to sleep, now, throats is
And folks that get it they gotta get the hell on widdit,

Yo, yo, all these that claim thug like they're the type
But when it's time to go to war they for dear life
Get the Hell on with
(Say what, say what?)
Get the Hell on that
(Say what, say what?)
Got this clown runnin' around he's my fam
We did time in what I don't know you man
Get the on with that
(Say what, say what?)
Get the Hell on with
(Say what, say what?)

Yeah, T S,
Get the Hell on with that, get the Hell on with
Yeah, Rock L D
Ton' rest in peace, 2001
Get the Hell on with that, get the Hell on that