Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Soul Controller, rap Itola, kids hate me they older
I put cracks by the stroller, I'm registered voter, quota
Give some soda and a quota
Man I flow up out the water
I'm break this game it say out of order
Who's the scorer, then tear the floor up

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

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

Straight lose it, two things my family, my music
Might and produce it
Drop mine, hot 9 exclusive, got hulking like Bruce did

Deuce it, break backs and it's no problem
Make raps and tracks and go
Get worldwide coverage, got so many
I even buy luggage, ya love it

moves major, hide out in Asia
If your keep coming around them I'm a blaze her
I'm the Bad Boy flavor, blue gators
Not and I'm filthy, c'mon

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

I be the side Soprano, Rob Marciano
Flow in each channel with the handle
sparks turn your day gray flannel
Snatch the yay of the mantle, proceed to dismantle

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

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

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

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

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