Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody's Gettin On My Nerves

Hey, yo, 'em what ya got
'em what ya got
Show-show 'em ya got
Show 'em ya got

Hey, yo, show 'em ya got
'Cuz is gettin' hot
Show-show 'em ya got
shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em ya got
'Cuz shit is hot
Hey, yo, 'em what ya got
'Cuz shit is hot
Show 'em ya got

gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my
Somebody's on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my

(Show 'em ya got)
gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em ya got)
gettin' on my nerves
(Show-show 'em ya got)
gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they

Now I've got this phat attitude because of all the hype
Jealous-ass rappers broke as hell trying to me on the mic
So test my respect, around, yeah, bitch
Jump up and get beat
Now Salt shorty, light-skinned, sexy, and man know
I got him screamin' a hooker in the front row
So you better my record, better yet, bum
My name is for a record, check my platinum album

not meant for you to do
You even sound when you try to check the mic
One, two, one, two
But wait I'm not through, how you livin' sayin' old
Tryin' to get
You work like the two to make hip-hop
So you can talk until your big, suckin' pop
The next you try to play me, you might catch a fist to the
Nose, ho
So you go

You talk about Pep around the way gettin' skeezed
Yo, me and my man was with last night, yo
Nigga
You hump me if my first name was Cooty Cat
Your little Jimmy can't even hold your back
Why don't you the story right, man?
The only skins you ever hit was the skins on right hand
You rolled up on me in your man's
And I could look at you and tell you was a daydreamer

You put the window tryin' to act real slick
And started smilin' like a hooker with a bag of
You stuck your hand out the trying to show me gold
Your forty-second street was kinda old
I a number, and I know you thought you'd get humped
But it was 1-900-Chump
So why you runnin' town playin' Jeopardy?
Get off my bra-strap, boy, stop me

Somebody's on my nerves
Somebody's on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my
Forget you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve

'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they
'em what they deserve
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they

Now gettin' on my nerves, and I'm wrecked to get crazy
It never to amaze me
How people never miss a possip, they believe the gossip
Instead of finding out the of what's up
got my nostrils flairin'
I'd be a fool if I believe of the dumb shit I be hearing
'Cuz ev'rytime I meet a guy got it goin' on
One of my jealous gotta find something that's wrong

If not drivin' a Benz or Beemer then he's bummy
Or sellin' Buddah if he's got plenty of money
Now ask me why, I don't why or well or what the hell
So breakin' up the code because of someone's getting
got enough problems of my own
To sit up on the talkin' about on who he's gettin' bone

Hey, yo, show 'em ya got
shit is gettin' hot
Show-show 'em ya got
shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em ya got
shit is gettin' hot
Hey, yo, show 'em ya got
shit is gettin' hot

(Show 'em ya got)
gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em ya got)
Somebody's on my nerves
(Show-show 'em ya got)
Somebody's gettin' on my
Forget that you're a lady, and 'em what they deserve

Give 'em what deserve
'em what they deserve
Give 'em they deserve
that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve

(Show 'em ya got)
Give 'em what deserve
(Show 'em ya got)
Give 'em they deserve
(Show 'em ya got)
'em what they deserve
(Show-show 'em ya got)

'em what they deserve
(Show 'em ya got)
'em what they deserve
(Show-show 'em ya got)
Give 'em they deserve
(Show 'em ya got)
Give 'em they deserve
(Show 'em ya got)
'em what they deserve
(Show-show 'em ya got)