Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It On

D]
Yea this is uh Super you know what I'm sayin
is for all the players and playetts wherever you at you dig
I'm talkin about from this to that side
East side, West side, side, my side
It's all about being man
give me that microphone
It's Heavy D the and I'm home alone dig it
and I'm always staying freshly dipped on
where the dogs bark and the be sparkin spliff
Okay okay okay it's Heavy D again
Hallelujah I'm on your T.V. screen
You see me on your MTV and on BET
and on your local focal point show
this how it flow so fly like an eagle
No sequels no weed but I get love from all the
cause still my people
I'm dynamic punks when they see me
get all shook up when 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 plead forever on a quest to get G's
Runnin enemies ever since the days of a seed
I'm under the stress will have me drinkin
thinkin niggaz after me much too paranoid to
Wonder why the police don't wanna see me G's
They a playa but I won't let em capture me
I thank the lord for the weed and a nicotene
I can't close my eyes I see wicked things (demons)
I keep my by my bedside one in the chamber
Preoccupied with homocide my in danger
Rollin tha four-five beware of stangers
Hand on my 45(mm) that's the fame does
I'm probably wrong but I'll never know it till I'm
out the gutter where the jealous motherfuckers roam
Pass the weed let Hennessey get to me
the penitentiary
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 this rhyme I do
I all the honeys saying, "Go Pu'!"
I a style from the projects building 70 apartment 6C
I turn food stamps to green stamps rough power
and sold weed corner lamps but now I'm just microphone talkin
So when you see my ass my cash or just keep walking
Niggaz got more than Genesis
Seen a in L.A. now everybody wanna C
but youth don't trouble we
they fall victim 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 head dog) So get it on! yea

B.I.G.]
Split the dutches fill it with the skunk we to
get wicked in the joint uh Notorious is
*cough, cough)*
Niggaz now who's the blower, the weed grower
Have you seeing like Noah, the rhyme flower
B.I.G. top notch with the glock your pockets
and your sock just the way my pops taught me
When you throw the check em throughly
The might spin around and try to bury me
And dead 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 roots I had Sarducci suits
Oshkosh-begosh Coca-Cola lookin real
M.A.F.I.A. representin Bucktown
Mac-11 cocked back niggaz duck down
down you know the routine the cream
Earrings you know the Biggie bring
get it on