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, West side, side, my side
It's all about being man
Aiyyo me that microphone
It's Heavy D the and I'm home alone dig it
and I'm always staying dipped on 1-2-5th
where the dogs bark and the dreadlock be spliff
Okay okay okay okay it's D again
Hallelujah I'm on T.V. screen again
You see me on your MTV and on BET
and on your local focal point video
Nigga this how it flow so fly an eagle
No sequels no but I get love from all the thugs
they still my people
I'm punks panic when they see me
They get all shook up when my hooked up
get it on!

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

How should I plead thuggin on a quest to get G's
Runnin from enemies ever since the of a seed
I'm under pressure the stress have me drinkin
thinkin niggaz after me too paranoid to blink
Wonder why the police wanna see me stackin G's
They after a but I won't let em capture me
I gotta thank the lord for the and a nicotene
I can't sleep my eyes I see wicked things (demons)
I my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber
Preoccupied with my life's in danger
down tha four-five beware of stangers
Hand on my 45(mm) that's what the fame
I'm probably wrong but I'll never it till I'm gone
From out the gutter where the 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 wack hit the floor

[Grand
I thought you knew I true to this rhyme thing I do
I have all the saying, "Go Pu'!"
I flip a style from the building 70 apartment 6C
I turn food stamps to green stamps rough amps
and sold weed under corner lamps but now I'm just talkin
So you see my ass have my cash or just keep walking
Niggaz got more than Genesis
Seen a movie in L.A. now everybody C
but them don't trouble we
because they fall victim to what see hey!
I keeps it to Reel+ like my last album title song
but I it takes 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 the skunk we about to
get wicked in the joint uh Notorious is
*cough, cough)*
Niggaz now who's the mind blower, the grower
Have you seeing like Noah, the rhyme flower
B.I.G. top notch with the check your pockets
and sock it's just the way my pops taught me
you throw the drop check em throughly
The bastard might spin and try to bury me
And dead don't make no moves
When I'm slingin in the hood I don't fake no aight
Reminiscin on my swingin
when I a Caddy and my bitch sported finger waves
Yea she had the roots I had Sarducci suits
Oshkosh-begosh lookin real cute
Junior M.A.F.I.A. Bucktown
Mac-11 cocked back niggaz better duck
down you know the routine the cream
Earrings you know the drama bring
get it on