Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Git it On

[Intro:
Ah-yea, ah
I don't think peeps know
Yo it's finally on for real,
better recognize
up in the chain
Bucktown, Boot Camp, it son

(Tek) {both}
Raise a rock, on the block, where the cops carry
And the hard rocks carry, props and black hearts
(Meet up with my on the corner) {in the morn}
(Get zoned get {on} now to get it {on})
What does it take, to get the brake in the of snakes
And those who (may be a taste of this)
Ah, true, now what them gon' do, when Smif-N-Wessun lookin for you
Sin! (I'm wit my Boot Camp Clik) Yea (My troops)
Bringin da Ruckus, and the rap crew, that switch just to get loot
(Not to go out like the recipe, the best
Just get to get rough and touch my chest, less)

4X: Tek (Steele)]
Git it on! (Smif-N-Wessun and we do it this)

(Steele) {both}
Git it on, I've been playin my dues for the
(No more callin from to chest) to whose the strongest
I got ya on lock, now you gettin dropped
New on and on, {Smif-N-Wess, and we never
(The underground is major, I check ya later
Gotta get my peeps and get paper)
No for sleep, gotta hit the streets
my peeps (get with Mr. Walt)
Tell him hit us off with phat beat
(Hit the and rip the track back to back)
Feelin the vibe (come around the Clik, catchin
We bringin to y'all wannabe) {Do me a favor}
(and bring on the MC's
Respect the I Representative) It's
(Sent to give you a on how it is) Yo how it is, dunn?
(We do what we do we fake it, we just take it)
{So git it on!}

4X]

(Tek)
Beef knockin at my front door, time to face drama more
(Once and for all) settle the
(I could feel the heat the hot concrete
Cops walk the beats, but the rule the streets)
Come and mingle in the cipher of a no hood, try to survive
(Bucktown!) Camp if you could!
(The trouble's no and the pain's all the same)
All the same game (Just wit a different name)
beef gets thick, I stick wit my Boot, Mr. Rippa
Mr. Fix, the bricks
(No doubt, in ya heart, ya had it paid)
Smif-N-Wessun representin the cradle to the grave!

4X]