Luyện nghe bài hát I Get It On

What's up

This goes out, uh, huh, it out, uh, huh
To all the Biters, What?
Timbaland got to say ya'll, check him out
This is the lil' man speaking right now, yo, Timbaland, it

If it's money to be made, I guess I'm the
If it's ice to be rocked, I I'm the winner
You know my crew, Ginuwine, not the
One in a million like Aaliyah, burn like Gonorrhea,

I beat the beater, everywhere
Cris' like the diamonds in the watch on my
growing like a newborn
You be on some new and improved

I murder tracks, put two in a crew
Tell me who wanna mo', catch me in the studio, what? a do
Give me 10 minutes, I'll hook you up with joint that's
From New York, VA to Cali, all in between

Timbo, I bowed it down in NO
And every corner that I flow, you I get it on
Timbo, I even it down in NO
And every corner I flow, I get it on

Can you get it on?
(Um, hmm)
Are ya up?
(Um, hmm)
Where all the haters at?
(Um hmm)
Now 'em out
(Um hmm)

Can we get it on?
(Um hmm)
Are ya up?
(Um hmm)
Where all the haters at?
(Um hmm)
Now 'em out
(Um hmm)

I'm the top nigga, nigga, hot nigga, yo
(Yo)
that I dropped, non stop nigga, whoa
(Whoa)
Meet the unpredicted by the psych
(Uh, huh)
Either vibe or they make shit light
(Whew)

Hip to the hop I came in the do'
(What?)
Missy platinum then I came in some mo'
(What?)
Aaliyah, Ginuwine, Mag and two O's
(Uh, huh)
production on Coko and Total

Fugitive wanna buy the man for
Got warrrents and program to kill
nigga and I'm ill
Don't believe me? Take the of your hand and feel

I'm up, yo, can't stop my flow
I'm burnin' up, ya'll stop my dough
I'm burnin' up, up top and south, they know
it come to these beats I don't play, yo, I get it on

Can I get it on?
(Um, hmm)
Are ya up?
(Um, hmm)
all the playa haters at?
(Um, hmm)
Now point 'em out,
(Um, hmm)

Can we get it on?
(Um, hmm)
Are ya up?
(Um, hmm)
Where all the playa at?
(Um, hmm)
Now 'em out
(Um, hmm)
Now she's point 'em out, check it

I sweeter than a two seater Benz
Have your pockets wide open, you spendin' on friends
It never ends, indeed
Without the C's habits love the carats, nigga's with mad weaves

Spendin' money ain't nuthin', who style frontin'
And then ya gettin' old
Nigga, we let you know, diamond
Platinum Rolex's with the in it

Money to burn, nigga when you learn
It's automatic, now I realize I have
Lifestyles of the rich, that fly assed
There's a track to be ripped, I got the hot

Check the whip, I'm banging from my to my six
Had you screamin' at the show saying a hit
I got the gift and nigga's know I'm ready for
Eyes closed, lips sealed and for the kiss

And I told we won't miss, what?

Did she get it on?
(Um, hmm)
Are ya up?
(Um, hmm)
Where all the haters at?
(Um, hmm)
Now 'em out
(Um, hmm)
'em out, what?

Did she get it on?
(Um, hmm)
Are ya up?
(Um, hmm)
Where all the playa at?
(Um, hmm)
Now point 'em out,
(Um, hmm)

Can I get it on?
(Um, hmm)
Are ya up?
(Um, hmm)
Where all the playa at?
(Um, hmm)
Now 'em out, uh
(Um, hmm)

Can he get it on?
(Um, hmm)
Are ya up?
(Um, hmm)
Where all the haters at?
(Um, hmm)
Now point 'em out
(Um, hmm)
Now 'em out, what?

Now ride, yeah, boo

Yo, Timbaland, don't understand
How you do these beats, yo, ha, I don't understand
You know people always to bite you
And stuff like you
You da man right now, I mad at cha, play on playa