Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It

Really, get smacked silly, you get silly
Fucking with these niggas the, what you gonna do
When you ready, 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, 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 bone pretty, when she get
Like to her own titty
Put it in the

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

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

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

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

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

Make this money, take 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 me when they 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
the high scorer, then tear the floor up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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