Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It

Really, get smacked silly, you get silly
Fucking with these from the, what you gonna do
When you ready, I was born ready
And I was all on fish and spaghetti

Creep the culture, rap I can coach ya, attack like a vulture
If I said I get cha, wear it if it fit ya, thirteen inches
I see the big picture, if to get richer, I'd probably get wit ya
If not burn it, get hot like a
Shoot the video, motherfuck permits

We own the city, on the phone Diddy
Red bone pretty, she get aroused
Like to suck her own
Put it in the

Ya wanna got to follow nigga here we go
Get you ticket, the train, don't it
Won't reach out and ya bet I visit
Till my whole wardrobe is it, now

this money, take this money
Ain't no way you can take this me
shit funny, shake it honey
Take it money, now get it

Creep with people, though my shit is sweet and low it's no equal
Front butch look, I throw the hook you proceed to get cook
With the and the soldiers sit
When I came, the game that I you one

big Lincoln, why he died on the side for the stinking
Watch the task force for look Marlboro
It's a big chance, big
Might guard him with my man's a type

learn quick, 'cause my clique don't argue
You ain't my crew, who are you
For we take off make sure that seated
Billboard it believe it

Make this money, this money
Ain't no way you can take from me
shit funny, shake it honey
Take it money, now get it

Soul Controller, rap Itola, kids hate me they older
I put by the stroller, I'm registered voter, motherfucker quota
some baking soda and a quota
Man I straight up out the water
I'm break game till it say out of order
Who's the high scorer, then tear the up

On the world tour with your out in Europe, head on the tour bus
Do what them niggas them niggas in the thinks cooler
All the five quarters, headline supporters, hitting wives and
Brought a neck spray from Esate Lauders, call Puffy to

Ayo, call me I run this city
Send the cops, the and D.A to come get me
Cats wanna leave me for dead you with me
Get head in the Bentley red at one

Straight lose it, two things my family, my music
co-write and produce it
Drop mine, hot 9 exclusive, got y'all hulking Bruce did

it, break backs and stacks it's no problem
Make raps and tracks and go
Get coverage, got so many spots
I don't buy luggage, ya love it

Make major, hide out in Asia
If your girl keep coming them I'm a blaze her
I'm the Bad Boy flavor, light blue
Not guilty and I'm filthy,

Make this money, take money
Ain't no way you can take from me
Ain't funny, shake it, honey
it money, now let's get it

I be the side Soprano, Rob Marciano
Flow in each channel the Iverson handle
Forty-five sparks turn your day flannel
the yay of the mantle, then proceed to dismantle

Can't slay Rob, how many niggas done to play mob
they day job
Tired of putting broke niggas the wing
If I go to jail again I'm under the bing

Act like you pull that thing, thing
You the only one that always get stuck for bling
I represent blocks and Sing-Sing
Almost caught a buck fifty for fucking with in Killer Queens

Moves for paper, moves no
Bullets out the blazer four-fifths the laser
Come and get your splitted, newspapers say I did it
Now get it

Make this money, take money
Ain't no way you can take from me
Ain't shit funny, it, honey
it money, now let's get it

Make this money, this money
no way you can take this from me
Ain't funny, shake it, honey
Take it money, now get it

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