Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It On

D]
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
side, West side, your side, my side
It's all being funky man
Aiyyo me that microphone
It's Heavy D the baritone and I'm alone dig it
and I'm staying freshly dipped on 1-2-5th
the dogs bark and the dreadlock be sparkin spliff
Okay okay okay it's Heavy D again
I'm on your T.V. screen again
You see me on MTV and on your BET
and on your local point video show
Nigga this how it so fly like an eagle
No no weed but I get love from all the thugs
cause they my people
I'm dynamic punks panic when 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 ever the days of a seed
I'm under pressure the stress have me drinkin
thinkin niggaz after me too paranoid to blink
Wonder why the police don't see me stackin G's
They after a playa but I let em capture 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 pistol by my one in the chamber
Preoccupied with my life's in danger
Rollin down tha four-five beware of
Hand on my 45(mm) that's what the fame
I'm wrong but I'll never know it till I'm gone
From out the gutter where the jealous motherfuckers
Pass the weed let Hennessey get to me
before the
get it on!!

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

Puba]
I thought you knew I stay true to rhyme thing I do
I have all the saying, "Go Pu'!"
I flip a style from the projects 70 apartment 6C
I turn food stamps to green rough power amps
and sold weed under corner lamps but now I'm just talkin
So you see my ass have my cash or just keep walking
Niggaz got more than Genesis
Seen a movie in L.A. now wanna C
but them youth trouble we
because they fall to what they see hey!
I keeps it +Reel to Reel+ like my album title song
but I understand it takes a for niggaz 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 wicked in the uh Notorious is glorious
*cough, cough)*
Niggaz now who's the mind blower, the grower
Have you seeing doubles like Noah, the rhyme
B.I.G. top notch with the glock check your
and your sock it's the way my pops taught me
When you throw the drop check em
The might spin around and try to bury me
And dead niggaz don't no moves
When I'm slingin in the I don't fake no moves aight
Reminiscin on my swingin
I drove 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 better duck
down you know the routine the cream
Earrings you know the drama Biggie
get it on