Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It

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

Creep with the culture, rap I can 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 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 with
Red pretty, when she get aroused
Like to her own titty
Put it in the

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

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

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

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

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

this 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

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

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

Ayo, call me 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 head in the red at one fifty

lose it, love two things my family, my music
Might and produce it
Drop mine, hot 9 exclusive, got y'all hulking like did

Deuce it, break backs and it's no problem
Make and tracks and go Harlem
Get coverage, got so many spots
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, light blue
Not and I'm filthy, c'mon

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

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

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

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

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 this from me
Ain't shit funny, it, honey
Take it money, 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

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