Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody's Gettin On My Nerves

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

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

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

Now got this real phat attitude because of all the hype
Jealous-ass broke as hell trying to play me on the mic
So my respect, mess around, yeah, bitch
Jump up and get down
Now Salt shorty, light-skinned, sexy, and man know
I got him screamin' 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 sound wack when you try to the mic
One, two, one, two
But I'm not through, how you livin' sayin' old rhymes
Tryin' to get
You don't like the two to make hip-hop
So you can until your big, suckin' lips pop
The time 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 couldn't me if my first name was Cooty Cat
Your little can't even hold your zipper back
Why don't you tell the right, man?
The only skins you ever hit was the skins on your right
You rolled up on me in your Beemer
And I could look at you and you was a meat-beatin' daydreamer

You put the window down to act real slick
And started smilin' like a with a bag of tricks
You stuck your hand out the window trying to show me
Your 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 around town playin' Jeopardy?
Get off my bra-strap, boy, stop me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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