Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Git it On

[Intro:
Ah-yea, ah
I don't think these know
Yo finally on for real, duke
Brothers better
Smif-N-Wessun up in the
Bucktown, Boot Camp, it son

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

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

[Tek] (Steele)
Git it on, I've playin my dues for the longest
(No more callin from chest to chest) to the strongest
I got ya on lock, now you gettin dropped
New on and on, {Smif-N-Wess, and we never
(The flavor is major, I check ya later
get with my peeps and get paper)
No for sleep, gotta hit the streets
my peeps (get with Mr. Walt)
Tell him hit us off with this phat
(Hit the sack and rip the track to back)
Feelin the vibe (come around the Clik, catchin
We bringin drama to wannabe) {Do me a favor}
(and bring on the real
Respect the I Representative) Smif-N-Wessun
(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 at my front door, time to face drama once more
(Once and for all) the score
(I feel the heat from the hot concrete
Cops walk the beats, but the rule the streets)
Come and mingle in the cipher of a no good hood, try to
(Bucktown!) Camp if you could!
(The no different and the pain's all the same)
All the same (Just mingle wit a different name)
When beef gets thick, I wit my Boot, Mr. Rippa
Mr. Fix, the awesome
(No doubt, in ya heart, ya had it paid)
Smif-N-Wessun representin from the to the grave!

4X]