Luyện nghe bài hát Getcha Groove On

Yes
Millenium
bizkit, ha, x to the z
Yeah, ha
Bringin it to you and yours
and gentlemen, ha, ha, ha
My homeboy, yo get at 'em dog

Hook: fred
You don't fuck with, me today
'cause a little somethin, somethin didn't, go way
So try not to be like, that
I'm a real motherfucker from 'round the way
We don't a fuck when we're rockin the place
We're only a fuck if you're invadin the space
So getcha, getcha groove on getcha groove on]
Don't keep us waitin too long [don't keep us too long]

[fred
Don't you me like a toy kid
Do you this
Every single second I'm I'm a mess
Got these beam mic checks
Communicatin through the
tech, keep you on the run now
Don't be that, guy
single second I'm alive, i'm, alive
I, understand why
I got control, of candy in your soul while
Pumpin up the
This is what you
little piece of me inside of you
'cause you know that I keep it true (keep it true)
And that's exactly why I do just I do
Yeah, what I do

I got breakneck delivery, no time for
ability, shit longevity
Dig deep in your soul and yourself
mind control can turn y'all to someone else
So fast, your head'll probably spin the right off
Me and fred about to go on microsoft
Me and limp burnin percent
Your little half ass direct hits ain't makin a dent
an event, all hell xzibit and limp
As we attempt to bring the championship
It's all in the wrists I still leave the league an
Gimme the fifth, I'm drinking while I'm a piss, bitch

I got untapped material, I kill shit
Gimme the shit, x finish 'em all quick
your jaw split when I'm touchin the mosh pit
Constant conflict, knockin unconscious
Nauseous, raisin the stakes, increasin the
Got homies I can lay down that lift plates
So quit trying to invade my
Before I call for a face to face, and gotta my case like...

is how we do it
Just recognize we keep gettin to it
Lookin through these eyes, look these eyes
And you'll see the size of the
Then you might the size of my game
the fuck back, xzibit's on the track
You should've up before your head hit the dash
You gotta hate that, a from an eight track
Brought me to a place, where comes in eight stacks, bitch

to end

[xzibit over
Limp bizkit and gentlemen
C'mon! yeah!
Takin this shit for motherfucking 2000, 2001
bizkit, mr. x to the z, xzibit
Kickin a mudhole in you ass motherfuckers
Yeah! ha! it don't what, it never stop huh
this! huh
Yeah, yeah,
R.i.p. troutman, yeah, yeah