Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I be the east side Soprano, Rob
Flow in each with the Iverson handle
Forty-five turn your day gray flannel
Snatch the yay of the mantle, proceed to dismantle

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

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

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

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

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

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