Luyện nghe bài hát Together

[mad
Yo, yo, I six of rap figures, get your (shit) together
Require some (shit) to stitch lips together
My click together, mic rip together
Move no bricks or I make hits to my cheddar
No chicks for you and man? y'all trick together
Y'all fools flow? y'all cats gonna together
I do a song with a group they getting lit together
Pop your snotbox son, and stick, you'd better
Nextel cellphone cb, together
In a telly with two chicks that like to lick
He talking slick? he'll skip when I get the
Hope he red, cause tonight, he might leave redder
I'm about to a fix that'll split your sweater
Crying bout that trying to pull a vick, you deader
Your chick looking at my (dick) her (tits) together
Got you and the head of your label y'all slit your wrists together
Y'all wanna battle? y'all cats are getting ripped
In a draft me and my better half get picked
girl will get got, I ain't got to sweat her
Cause see I hop out a coupe, duke, while you hop out of
She to see it, so guess what (nigga) I let her!
Now sister want to me to and I just met her
Hit 'em both now hoes is throwing fits together
Turn (bitches) to foes, they won't even sit together
Me and you on the same and we spit together?
And I don't you look bad? you sound sick, son, never
Timbaland, that's my man, we make together
You and producer, y'all cats miss together
Aim low, clips just to leave you wetter
Had the doctors your (motherfucking) hips together
That's your y'all cats think you look slick together?
look gay, y'all probably piss and (shit) together
Pop your brother, you and mother reminice together
See the preacher how your family used to together
He might come back if y'all just together
He won't, go upstairs and take a ( ) of his
trying to swiss cheese me, I'm like "whatever"
That's like skydiving son, to grip a feather
Me and my flow? we're about to get together
You and need to change our f-ing pitch together
Y'all the type rap that snitch together
F around, get thrown down in a ditch
Oh, now y'all want to pop (shit) together?
My in here you can get drop kicked together
Slip mickeys, have rappers getting sick
Break like a couple of soup kids together
Mad skillz and va, we on your together
Y'all sick, I'm be sick with this forever, what?

I told y'all that we don't
That's baby, timbaland, mad skillz, uh
us, feel us