Luyện nghe bài hát Get Ya, Get Ya

[Intro:
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Roll blunt (yeah)
Give me toke homie
We ridin,

[Chorus 2X: Bizzy
Ooh, I guess don't know, I'm finna call up David
And we marchin on quickly to the South Pole
So what they wanna do with us? Uh, finna get'cha
Uh, finna get'cha get'cha get'cha

[Bizzy
Lord, crush they daddies eyes can see
I know Jesus carry me, he need me I'm there verily
I love the Virgin Mary, Mexican food, the children
or the child shall lead to mommy, daddy love me I'm
Bless the world if possible, I cry on my knees
the Lord, God almighty the creator of all lightning
Ass booty and cattle, blood stop, I'm feelin the brain rattlin
Tryna stop we got, ain't seen no cops come
Stone producer, bad to the bone, I ain't no sell out
Better leave him alone, clear this bitch out
Shut the fuck up out of they pencil walls and then that dust
Fuck the lust, non-physical, now they got me in cuffs - one

[Bizzy
Deep in the where they question me, what do you want to know?
I don't know nothing, but I heard legend tellin me take it slow
Finna be, within the this is a blessin
better get rid of you need
You better go get it remember to plant seed
While I'm dead holdin the microphone, to the spirit
Clearly I get that jealousy somehow I just don't it
I blame nothin and surrounded, we're surrounded and trapped
Come up off that bullshit, pulpit, feelin the
Everywhere we lack, in the battlefield the shit that
Baby we serious and I'm not curious, you 'em to watch that
Ideologies remember scientologies, isn't it bloody
Fuck it, we are the soldiers in the rucket
Runnin the spiritual po-po
Don't act like you don't know though cause I don't know
So y'all relax and take a breather, drink a then roll
We gotta, we gotta somewhere to leave for our souls

[Bizzy
I call up my uncle let me cop some Mary Jane
We been out here grindin steadily climbin each and day
Fucker don't test us come and arrest us, me how we play
Feelin me the spirit, fight you back like I was anime
Quick to have a sick as fuck and jump right on the stage
Comin up out that limo pockets swollen payin to everything I say
Open up my mind with a prayer, as I worship the Jesus
The Slayer verily, verily I'm reborn
Tarnished and torn, burnin up I'm scorned
It's gettin warm I'm tellin 'em it up, turn it up, turn it up
Tarnished and torn, burnin up I'm feelin
It's gettin I'm tellin 'em turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
burn...