Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It On

D]
Yea is uh Super funk you know what I'm sayin
This is for all the players and wherever you at you dig
I'm talkin about from side to that side
East side, West side, your side, my
It's all being funky man
Aiyyo me that microphone
It's Heavy D the baritone and I'm home dig it
and I'm always staying freshly on 1-2-5th
where the dogs bark and the be sparkin spliff
Okay okay okay okay it's D again
Hallelujah I'm on your T.V. again
You see me on MTV and on your BET
and on your local focal video show
Nigga this how it flow so fly an eagle
No sequels no weed but I get love from all the
cause 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 from 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 don't wanna see me stackin G's
They a playa 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 by my bedside one in the chamber
Preoccupied with homocide my 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 never it till I'm gone
From out the gutter the jealous motherfuckers roam
the weed let that Hennessey get to me
before the
get it on!!

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

Puba]
I you knew I stay true to this rhyme thing I do
I all the honeys saying, "Go Pu'!"
I flip a style from the 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 have my cash or just walking
got more game than Genesis
Seen a movie in L.A. now everybody C
but youth don't trouble we
because they fall victim to they see hey!
I keeps it to Reel+ 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 skunk we to
get wicked in the joint uh is glorious
*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 check your
and your sock just the way my pops taught 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 no moves aight
Reminiscin on my swingin
when I drove a Caddy and my bitch sported waves
Yea she had the roots I had Sarducci suits
Oshkosh-begosh Coca-Cola lookin real
Junior M.A.F.I.A. Bucktown
cocked back niggaz better duck down
Face down you know the routine the
you know the drama Biggie bring
get it on