Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It On

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

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

How should I plead forever 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 after me much too paranoid to blink
Wonder why the police don't wanna see me G's
They a playa but I won't let em capture me
I gotta thank the lord for the weed and a
I can't sleep close my I see wicked things (demons)
I keep my pistol by my one in the chamber
Preoccupied with my life's in danger
Rollin down tha four-five of stangers
Hand on my 45(mm) that's the fame does
I'm probably wrong but I'll never it till I'm gone
From out the gutter the jealous motherfuckers roam
Pass the let that Hennessey get to me
the penitentiary
get it on!!

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

Puba]
I thought you knew I stay true to rhyme thing I do
I all the honeys saying, "Go Pu'!"
I flip a style the projects building 70 apartment 6C
I turn stamps to green stamps rough power amps
and sold weed under corner lamps but now I'm just microphone
So when you see my ass my cash or just keep walking
Niggaz got game than Genesis
Seen a in L.A. now everybody wanna C
but them youth don't we
because fall victim to what they see hey!
I keeps it +Reel to Reel+ 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 the skunk we about to
get wicked in the joint uh Notorious is
*cough, cough)*
Niggaz now the mind blower, the weed grower
Have you seeing doubles Noah, the rhyme flower
B.I.G. top notch with the glock your pockets
and your sock it's just the way my pops me
When you throw the drop check em
The bastard might spin and try to bury me
And niggaz don't make no moves
When I'm slingin in the hood I don't fake no moves
Reminiscin on my swingin
when I drove a Caddy and my bitch finger waves
Yea she had the Gucci roots I had suits
Oshkosh-begosh Coca-Cola lookin cute
Junior M.A.F.I.A. representin
Mac-11 cocked back niggaz better duck
Face you know the routine the cream
Earrings you know the Biggie bring
get it on