Luyện nghe bài hát I Get It On

What's up

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

If money to be made, I guess I'm the printer
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, like Gonorrhea, what?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Can we get it on?
(Um, hmm)
Are ya up?
(Um, hmm)
all the playa haters at?
(Um, hmm)
Now 'em out
(Um, hmm)
Now she's gon' point 'em out, 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 lavish love the carats, nigga's with mad weaves

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

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

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

And I told we won't miss, what?

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

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

Now ride, yeah, boo

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