Luyện nghe bài hát Off The Wall

[keith you can get it, get it, get it, get it

Dude, what you got on my forty
One two, likwid, likwid,
you think motherfucker?
Course I do - came
it up, uhh, uhh

Get your back up off the "get with it"
murray] and you can get it, get it, get it, get it
Get back up off the wall "get with it"
[keith and you can get it, get it, get it, yeah

Verse one:

I heard niggaz wanna who scoops the most hoes
The r&b singers or the niggaz with
So what I did was took a poll like clinton versus
(cause the flames swingin be out of control)
And the more girls I asked, the I heard em say
They said they want it raw, silky nigga away
Good choice, 'cause rico don't be losin his and no...
[activator spraying to make my hair look moist
Just a sack of palm dale that I got dontrell
this is how I do it but it ain't montell
It's the knight in armor, hardcore rap designer
That be silky niggaz in suits and eyeliner
'cause look at how you dress, you you lookin fresh
In your leather vest, around your puny bird chest
Keep freezin, I keep easin down the road
tash'll scoop your girl no matter what y'all niggaz sold
Gold, or double
Catashtrophe'll have your girl butt-naked flat (which way is that)
Horizontal, I'm runnin all up in it
To the rap jams, you know, that 99 a minute
shit! the r&b niggaz try to swipe
That's why they call mc's to make remixes hype
But I'm the type of cat to come to your and boo ya
ya, blue ya, then throw my tape to ya

2x

Verse j-ro

Who the hell let the dog out the
or not, here I come to set it straight
Cause it's a line between love and hate
So bow down and prepare to meet your fate
these (smilin faces) smilin faces sometimes
They wanna and bite my rhymes
But I keep a pack (skin tight) you wanna pen
Just give in, cause you know you'll win, right?
It ain't no sunshine in the midnight
A three day shower couldn't away my soul power
(stop look and listen) the way of the world
I turn cowboys to girls, to squirrels
Is it my imagination, or is my generation
by gunplay, and incarceration
Peace to the departed, I get it started a-b
C, it ain't nothin like the real baby
I'm it to the streets, but this version's much cleaner
(I'm searching for mary jane, man have you seen )
Yeah, I love on a two way street
Now I'm bout to her up in between these sheets (say what)
This is my message to to make em quiver
Signed, sealed,

Verse three: keith

I be tight like fish pussy, so funky gotta gush me
So you can't overlook me
Ninety-nine bottles of on the wall
I up tha liks and we drunk em all
Heavy or small, you drink, it
You ask who is it? I already got your bitch
It's the permanent chiller, iller
Lyrical cap pealer, hype
Savage chiller, microphone fuhreala
Skill dealer, stadium thriller, I'll in manila
One of a kind time rhyme thriller
Superstar guerilla, still i
To this day drink olde english cannot stand
A hip-hop berzerker
At the surface yeah, you got the right to be
Originality you
So take move back catch a heart attack
Get your back up off the

4x with variations

Female: (imitating vocal nobody beats the biz)

beats tha liks (4x)
You know nobody can tha liks
I know nobody can beat tha
We you on and on
beats tha liks