Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get it On

[Verse 1: D]
Yeah, this is, uh, funk you know what I'm sayin'
This is for all the players and playettes you at you dig
I'm talkin' about from this side to side
side, west side, your side, my side
It's all being funky. man
Ayo, give me that
It's Heavy D the and I'm home alone, dig it
And I'm always freshly dipped on 1-2-5th
Where the dogs and the dreadlock be sparkin' spliff
Okay, okay, okay, okay, Heavy D again
Hallelujah, I'm on your TV screen
You see me on your MTV and on BET
And on your local focal point video
Nigga, this how it so fly like an eagle
No sequels, no weed, but I get love all the thugs
Cause still my people
I'm dynamic punks when they see me
They get all up when my mic's hooked up
get it on

(x2)]
Untouchables at your
(Let's get it on)
All you rappers hit the floor

2: 2Pac]
How I plead, forever thuggin' on a quest to get G's
Runnin' from enemies since the days of a seed
I'm under pressure the stress will have me
Thinkin' niggas after me, much too to blink
Wonder why the don't wanna see me stackin' G's
They after a playa but I let 'em capture me
I thank the lord for the weed and the nicotine
I can't sleep, close my eyes, I see wicked
I keep my pistol by my one in the chamber
Preoccupied with my life's in danger
Rollin' down the 405, of stangers
on my 4-5 that's what the fame does
I'm probably wrong but I'll never it til I'm gone
From out the where the jealous motherfuckers roam
Pass the weed let that get to me
the penitentiary
get it on

(x2)]

[Verse 3: Grand
I you knew I stay true to this rhyme thing I do
I have all the saying, "Go Pu'!"
I a style from the projects building 70 apartment 6C
I turn food stamps to stamps rough power amps
And sold weed under corner lamps but now I'm just talkin
So when you see my ass have my cash or keep walking
Niggas got more than Genesis
Seen a in L.A. now everybody wanna C
But youth don't trouble we
Because fall victim to what they see hey!
I keeps it +Reel to Reel+ like my last album title
But I understand it a year for niggas to catch on
(hit em in the dog) So let's get it on! yea
the dutches fill it with the skunk we about to
Get wicked in the uh Notorious is glorious

4: Notorious B.I.G.]
(*cough, cough*)
Niggas, now the mind blower, the weed grower
Have you seen like Noah, the rhyme flower
B.I.G. top notch with the Glock your pockets
And your sockets just the way my pops taught me
you throw the drop check 'em throughly
The bastard might around and try to bury me
And niggas don't make no moves
When I'm slingin' in the I don't fake no moves aight
Reminiscin on my swinger
I drove a Caddy and my bitch sported finger waves
Yea she had the Gucci roots I had suits
Oshkosh-begosh Coca-Cola lookin real
M.A.F.I.A. representin Bucktown
Mac-11 cocked niggas better duck down
Face you know the routine the cream
Earrings you the drama Biggie bring
get it on