Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Git it On

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

[Steele] (Tek)
Raise like a rock, on the block, the cops carry
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 world of
And who fake (may be a taste of this)
Ah, true, now what them gon' do, when Smif-N-Wessun come for you
Sin! (I'm wit my Boot Camp Clik) Yea (My troops)
Bringin da Ruckus, Rock and the rap crew, switch just to get loot
(Not to go out like the recipe, the best
Just get to get rough and touch my chest, less)

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Git it on! (Smif-N-Wessun and we do it this)

[Tek] (Steele)
Git it on, I've been my dues for the longest
(No more callin chest to chest) to whose the strongest
I got ya block on lock, now you dropped
New on and on, {Smif-N-Wess, and we shop}
(The underground is major, I check ya later
Gotta get my peeps and get paper)
No time for sleep, gotta hit the
my peeps (get with Mr. Walt)
Tell him hit us off with this beat
(Hit the and rip the track back to back)
Feelin the vibe (come around the Clik, contacts
We bringin drama to y'all wannabe) {Do me a
(and bring on the MC's
Respect the I Representative) Smif-N-Wessun
(Sent to give you a on how it is) Yo how it is, dunn?
(We do we do we don't fake it, we just take it)
{So git it on!}

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(Tek)
Beef knockin at my front door, time to face drama more
(Once and for all) the score
(I could feel the from the hot concrete
Cops walk the beats, but the crooks the streets)
and mingle in the cipher of a no good hood, try to survive
(Bucktown!) Camp if you could!
(The trouble's no different and the 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!

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