Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody's Gettin On My Nerves

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

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

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

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

Now I've got this real phat 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 your man
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

It's not for you to do
You even sound wack you try to check the mic
One, two, one, two
But wait I'm not through, how you sayin' old rhymes
Tryin' to get
You don't work like the two to hip-hop
So you can until your big, suckin' lips pop
The next time you try to play me, you might catch a 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 couldn't hump me if my first name was Cat
Your Jimmy can't even hold your zipper back
Why don't you tell the right, man?
The only you ever hit was the skins on your right hand
You rolled up on me in your man's
And I could at you and tell you was a meat-beatin' daydreamer

You put the down tryin' to act real slick
And started smilin' like a hooker with a bag of
You your hand out the window trying to show me gold
forty-second street Rolex 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' around playin' Jeopardy?
Get off my bra-strap, boy, stop me

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

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

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

If he's not drivin' a Benz or then he's bummy
Or he's sellin' Buddah if 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
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
'Cuz shit is hot
Show 'em ya got
'Cuz is gettin' hot
Hey, yo, 'em what ya got
shit is gettin' hot

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

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

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

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