Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody's Gettin On My Nerves

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

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

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

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

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

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

You hear talk about Pep around the way gettin'
Yo, me and my man was Pepa last night, yo
please
You couldn't hump me if my first name was Cat
Your little can't even hold your zipper back
Why don't you the story right, man?
The skins you ever hit was the skins on your right hand
You up on me in your man's Beemer
And I could look at you and tell you was a meat-beatin'

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

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

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

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 truth of up
It's got my nostrils
I'd be a if I believe half of the dumb shit I be hearing
ev'rytime I meet a guy that's got it goin' on
One of my jealous girlfriends gotta something that's wrong

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

Hey, yo, 'em what ya got
'Cuz is gettin' hot
'em what ya got
'Cuz is gettin' hot
'em what ya got
'Cuz is gettin' hot
Hey, yo, 'em what 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
that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve

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

(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)

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