Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It On

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Yea this is uh Super funk you what I'm sayin
This is for all the players and playetts you at you dig
I'm talkin about from side to that side
East side, West side, your side, my
It's all about being man
Aiyyo 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 bark and the dreadlock be sparkin
Okay okay okay okay Heavy D again
I'm on your T.V. screen again
You see me on your MTV and on BET
and on your local point video show
Nigga this how it flow so fly like an
No no weed but I get love from all the thugs
cause they still my
I'm dynamic punks when they see me
They get all shook up my mic's hooked up
get it on!

Untouchables at door
(Let's get it on)
All you wack hit the floor

How should I 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 after me much too paranoid to blink
Wonder why the police don't see me stackin G's
They after a playa but I won't let em me
I gotta thank the lord for the and a nicotene
I can't sleep my eyes I see wicked things (demons)
I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the
Preoccupied with homocide my in danger
Rollin tha four-five beware of stangers
Hand on my 45(mm) that's what the does
I'm probably wrong but never know it till I'm gone
From out the where the jealous motherfuckers roam
Pass the weed let that get to me
the penitentiary
get it on!!

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

Puba]
I thought you knew I true to this rhyme thing I do
I have all the saying, "Go Pu'!"
I flip a style from the building 70 apartment 6C
I turn stamps to green stamps rough power amps
and sold weed under lamps but now I'm just microphone talkin
So when you see my ass my cash or just keep walking
Niggaz got more than Genesis
Seen a movie in L.A. now wanna C
but them youth don't we
they fall victim to what they see hey!
I keeps it +Reel to like my last album title song
but I understand it takes a year for to catch on
(hit em in the dog) So let's get it on! yea

B.I.G.]
Split the dutches fill it with the skunk we to
get in the joint uh Notorious is glorious
*cough, cough)*
now who's the mind blower, the weed grower
Have you doubles like Noah, the rhyme flower
B.I.G. top notch with the glock check pockets
and your sock it's the way my pops taught me
When you the drop check em throughly
The bastard might spin and try to bury me
And dead niggaz don't make no
When I'm slingin in the I don't fake no moves aight
on my swingin days
when I a Caddy and my bitch sported finger waves
Yea she had the Gucci I had Sarducci suits
Oshkosh-begosh Coca-Cola lookin cute
Junior M.A.F.I.A. representin
Mac-11 cocked back niggaz duck down
Face down you know the the cream
Earrings you know the drama bring
get it on