Luyện nghe bài hát Gone Getcha

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

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Now let's pray have mercy, help 'em God
Pastor baby, and I'm coming hard
Had to sit back and see tha big
Probably in the back seat bustin' me a
So how I
Huffin and and cussin' over percussion?
Out the back 2,000 yards 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 some on my camp
This drank done got me amp it got me ready to shut the down
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, tell hoes it's on (Yeah!)

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

Ok, If you came to get buck 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 to get crunk
get low, I'ont ATL stomp
All I do, is come through in the (In the clutch)
Kick Atlanta shit, back Atlanta up
Them suckers a real low, motherfuck a dutch
I'd rather grab a mic and my nuts
I got it in control, I got it set
From Park, bout to hurt a known in the Dec
All over Zone and Zone Four
Every set you claim, I got a ho; you know
She ready!
Probably got more balls you
She ready!
Hey, there boo, 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...

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