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 players and wherever you at you dig
I'm talkin about from this to that side
side, West side, your side, my side
It's all about being man
Aiyyo give me microphone
Heavy D the baritone and I'm home alone dig it
and I'm always staying freshly on 1-2-5th
where the bark and the dreadlock be sparkin spliff
Okay okay okay okay it's Heavy D
Hallelujah I'm on T.V. screen again
You see me on MTV and on your BET
and on your local focal point show
Nigga this how it so fly like an eagle
No sequels no weed but I get love from all the
cause they my people
I'm dynamic punks when they see me
They get all shook up when my mic's up
get it on!

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

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 stress will have me
thinkin after me much too paranoid to blink
Wonder why the don't wanna see me stackin G's
after a playa but I won't let em capture me
I gotta thank the for the weed and a nicotene
I can't sleep my eyes I see wicked things (demons)
I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the
with homocide my life's in danger
Rollin down tha four-five of stangers
Hand on my 45(mm) that's what the fame
I'm probably wrong but I'll know it till I'm gone
From out the gutter where the motherfuckers roam
Pass the weed let that get to me
before the
get it on!!

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

Puba]
I thought you I stay true to this rhyme thing I do
I all the honeys saying, "Go Pu'!"
I flip a style from the projects building 70 6C
I turn food stamps to green stamps 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 more game Genesis
a movie in L.A. now everybody wanna C
but them youth trouble we
because fall victim to what they see hey!
I it +Reel to Reel+ like my last album title song
but I understand it a year 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 in the joint uh Notorious is glorious
*cough, cough)*
Niggaz now who's the mind blower, the weed
you seeing doubles like Noah, the rhyme flower
B.I.G. top notch with the check your pockets
and your sock it's the way my pops taught me
you throw the drop check em throughly
The bastard spin around and try to bury me
And niggaz don't make no moves
When I'm slingin in the I don't fake no moves aight
Reminiscin on my swingin
when I drove a Caddy and my bitch sported finger
Yea she had the Gucci roots I had Sarducci
Oshkosh-begosh Coca-Cola lookin real
M.A.F.I.A. representin Bucktown
Mac-11 back niggaz better duck down
down you know the routine the cream
Earrings you know the drama bring
get it on