Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It On

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Yea this is uh funk you know what I'm sayin
This is for all the and playetts wherever you at you dig
I'm talkin about from this to that side
East side, West side, side, my side
It's all about being man
give me that microphone
It's Heavy D the baritone and I'm alone dig it
and I'm always staying freshly on 1-2-5th
the dogs bark and the dreadlock be sparkin spliff
Okay okay okay it's Heavy D again
Hallelujah I'm on your T.V. screen
You see me on MTV and on your BET
and on your focal point video show
Nigga this how it flow so fly an eagle
No sequels no but I get love from all the thugs
cause they my people
I'm dynamic punks panic they see me
They get all shook up when my hooked up
get it on!

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

How should I plead thuggin on a quest to get G's
Runnin enemies ever since the days of a seed
I'm under pressure the will have me drinkin
thinkin niggaz 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 weed and a
I can't sleep close my eyes I see things (demons)
I keep my by my bedside one in the chamber
Preoccupied with my life's in danger
down tha four-five beware of stangers
Hand on my 45(mm) that's the fame does
I'm probably wrong but I'll never know it till I'm
From out the where the jealous motherfuckers roam
Pass the weed let Hennessey get to me
the penitentiary
get it on!!

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

[Grand
I you knew I stay true to this rhyme thing I do
I have all the saying, "Go Pu'!"
I flip a style the projects building 70 apartment 6C
I turn food stamps to green stamps rough power
and sold weed under corner lamps but now I'm just microphone
So when you see my ass have my or just keep walking
Niggaz got game than Genesis
Seen a movie in L.A. now everybody C
but them youth don't we
because they fall victim to what 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 we about to
get wicked in the joint uh is glorious
*cough, cough)*
Niggaz now who's the blower, the weed grower
Have you seeing doubles like Noah, the flower
B.I.G. top notch with the check your pockets
and your sock just the way my pops taught me
When you the drop check em throughly
The bastard might around and try to bury me
And dead niggaz don't make no
When I'm slingin in the hood I don't no moves aight
Reminiscin on my swingin
I drove a Caddy and my bitch sported finger waves
Yea she had the roots I had Sarducci suits
Coca-Cola lookin real cute
Junior M.A.F.I.A. Bucktown
Mac-11 cocked back niggaz duck down
down you know the routine the cream
Earrings you know the drama Biggie
get it on