Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It

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

Creep with the culture, rap I can coach ya, attack like a
If I I get cha, wear 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
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 wanna holla got to follow here we go
Get you ticket, the train, miss it
reach out and ya bet I won't visit
Till my whole is it, now listen

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

with your 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 that I owed you one

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

Better learn quick, 'cause my clique argue
You my crew, then who are you
For we take off make that your seated
Billboard it believe it

Make this money, take this
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 they
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 this game till it say out of order
Who's the high scorer, then tear the up

On the world tour with your whore out in Europe, on the tour bus
Do what them niggas them in the drop thinks cooler
All the five quarters, headline supporters, hitting 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 leave me for dead you coming with me
Get in the Bentley red at one fifty

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

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

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

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

Can't Rob, how many 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 gonna pull that thing,
You the only one that always get for bling bling
I represent eight and Sing-Sing
Almost caught a buck fifty for with Latch in Killer Queens

Moves for paper, moves no
Bullets out the blazer four-fifths with the
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 funny, shake it, honey
Take it money, now get it

Make this money, take 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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