Luyện nghe bài hát Gone Getcha

Gone hype, gone getcha crunk, gone getcha buck, nigga (x 8)

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Now let's pray lord mercy, help 'em God
Pastor baby, and I'm coming hard
Had to sit and see tha big picture
Probably in the back bustin' me a Swisha
So how I
Huffin and puffin and cussin' percussion?
Out the back field 2,000 rushin
I'm struttin, I'm cuttin, spinnin, I'm
Gotcha girlfriend on the lookin (Wassup, baby?)
all a game, but the winner is the one who maintain
They all know my i'm the heavyweight champ
I rock the belt and got killers on my camp
This drank done got me amp it got me ready to shut the club
it all the way, for a mothafuckin touchdown,
Let's
Dancin in the endzone, I'm lookin good, I'm strong
Pastor Troy 'bout to getcha buck, them hoes it's on (Yeah!)

getcha hype, gone getcha crunk, gone getcha buck, nigga (x 8)

Ok, If you to get buck throw it up (Throw it up!)
If you came to get throw it up (Throw it up!)
EASTSIDE!!! (Eastside!) WESTSIDE!!! (Westside!)
NORTHSIDE!!! (Northside!) SOUTHSIDE, HO!!! (Southside, ho!)

P.T. baby, I came to get
I'ont get low, ATL stomp
All I do, is come in the clutch (In the clutch)
Kick Atlanta shit, back Atlanta up
Them suckers took a real low, motherfuck a
I'd grab a mic and grab my nuts
I got it in control, I got it set
From Colli Park, bout to hurt a in the Dec
All over Zone Three and Zone
set that you claim, I got a ho; you know
She ready!
Probably got more balls you
She ready!
Hey, boo, what they do
The Pastor, me, there'll be three
Two that there, and one you can't see
just me, the PT Cruiser
I'm independent, and to do ya
And it's...

Gone getcha hype, gone getcha crunk, gone buck, nigga (x 8)