Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It

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

Creep the culture, rap I can coach ya, attack like a vulture
If I said I get cha, wear it if it fit ya, y'all inches
I see the big picture, if it's to get richer, I'd 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 her own titty
Put it in the

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

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

Creep with your people, though my shit is sweet and low no equal
Front look, once I throw the hook 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
It's a big chance, big
Might guard him with my a type barber

Better learn quick, 'cause my clique argue
You my crew, then who are you
For we take off sure that your seated
Billboard read it 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 when older
I put cracks by the stroller, I'm voter, motherfucker quota
Give some baking soda and a
Man I straight up out the water
I'm break this till it say out of order
Who's the high scorer, then tear the up

On the world tour with 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, hitting and daughters
Brought a neck spray from Esate Lauders, call Puffy to

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

lose it, love two things my family, my music
Might co-write and it
Drop mine, hot 9 exclusive, got hulking like Bruce did

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

Make moves major, hide out in
If your girl keep coming them I'm a blaze her
I'm the Bad Boy flavor, light blue
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 east side Soprano, Rob
Flow in each channel with the handle
sparks turn your day gray flannel
Snatch the yay of the mantle, then proceed to

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

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

Moves for paper, moves no
out the blazer 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, it, honey
it money, now let's get it

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

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