Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It On

D]
Yea this is uh Super funk you know what I'm
This is for all the players and wherever you at you dig
I'm talkin about from side to that side
East side, side, your side, my side
all about being funky man
Aiyyo give me microphone
It's D the baritone and I'm home alone dig it
and I'm always staying dipped 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 T.V. screen again
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
cause they my people
I'm dynamic punks panic they see me
They get all shook up when my mic's up
get it on!

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

How should I forever thuggin on a quest to get G's
Runnin enemies ever since the days of a seed
I'm under pressure the stress will me drinkin
niggaz after me much too paranoid to blink
Wonder why the police don't see me stackin G's
They after a but I won't let em capture me
I gotta thank the for the weed and a nicotene
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 of stangers
Hand on my 45(mm) that's what the does
I'm probably wrong but I'll know it till I'm gone
From out the gutter the jealous motherfuckers roam
Pass the weed let that 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 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 stamps rough power amps
and sold under corner lamps but now I'm just microphone talkin
So when you see my ass have my cash or keep walking
Niggaz got game than Genesis
a movie in L.A. now everybody wanna C
but them youth trouble we
they fall victim to what they see hey!
I keeps it +Reel to Reel+ my last album title song
but I understand it takes a for niggaz to catch on
(hit em in the head dog) So get it on! yea

B.I.G.]
Split the dutches fill it the skunk we about to
get in the joint uh Notorious is glorious
*cough, cough)*
Niggaz now who's the mind blower, the weed
Have you seeing doubles Noah, the rhyme flower
B.I.G. top notch with the glock check your
and your it's just the way my pops taught me
When you throw the drop em throughly
The bastard spin around and try to bury me
And niggaz don't make no moves
I'm slingin in the hood I don't fake no moves aight
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 lookin real cute
Junior M.A.F.I.A. representin
Mac-11 cocked back niggaz duck down
down you know the routine the cream
Earrings you know the drama bring
get it on