Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It On

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Yea this is uh Super funk you know I'm sayin
This is for all the players and wherever you at you dig
I'm talkin about from this side to side
side, West side, your side, my side
It's all about funky man
Aiyyo me that microphone
It's Heavy D the baritone and I'm home dig it
and I'm always staying freshly dipped on
where the 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 MTV and on your BET
and on your local focal point show
Nigga this how it so fly like an eagle
No no weed but I get love from all the thugs
they still my people
I'm punks panic when they see me
They get all up when my mic's hooked up
get it on!

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

How should I plead forever on a quest to get G's
Runnin from enemies ever since the days of a
I'm under pressure the stress will have me
thinkin niggaz after me much too paranoid to
Wonder why the police don't wanna see me G's
They after a but I won't let em capture me
I thank the lord 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
with homocide my life's in danger
Rollin 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
the weed let that Hennessey 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 knew I stay to this rhyme thing I do
I all the honeys saying, "Go Pu'!"
I a style from the projects building 70 apartment 6C
I turn stamps to green stamps rough power amps
and sold weed under corner lamps but now I'm just talkin
So when you see my ass have my cash or just walking
got more game than Genesis
Seen a in L.A. now everybody wanna C
but them youth don't we
because they fall to what they see hey!
I keeps it +Reel to Reel+ like my last title song
but I understand it takes a year for niggaz to 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 wicked in the joint uh Notorious is
*cough, cough)*
now who's the mind blower, the weed grower
Have you seeing doubles like Noah, the flower
B.I.G. top notch with the check your pockets
and sock 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 dead niggaz don't no moves
When I'm slingin in the I don't fake no moves aight
Reminiscin on my swingin
when I a Caddy and my bitch sported finger waves
Yea she had the Gucci roots I had suits
Oshkosh-begosh Coca-Cola real cute
Junior M.A.F.I.A. Bucktown
Mac-11 cocked niggaz better duck down
Face down you know the routine the
Earrings you the drama Biggie bring
get it on