Luyện nghe bài hát Come Get It

in the house..

[lord mercy]
Land-lord, up in the *come get it*
Rah digga, up in the *come get it*
Rampage, up in the *come get it*
What? baby come get it (rah: nigga come get it)

Chorus: have mercy, rah digga

L: the heat up
we about to creep up *come get it*
L: it's off the
Plus we the street up *come get it*
R: ladies g'd up,
smoke the weed up *come get it*
L: what? baby get it (rah: what? nigga come get it)

digga]
Check it, I come in than la femme nikita
Be all up in your hood like I'm a c&c two
The little honey that be doin her she
On some mya shit, like "it's all about me"
I bleed things, slicer on my keyrings
Bra top, lots of g-strings, weed dreams
I'd be queen if this the
Cause niggaz gon get it, and want it
I'm totin bags, eyes redder than a lab
The spins on your single, won't even top my ad
Hard quicker than jackers at the car lots
get no harder if you went to school of hard knocks
The grimy bitch, sometime be bitch
So don't make me go there! (*starts to "the p is free"*)
Because the groupies are free, but the rhymes money..
Oh yeah!!

2x

All my niggaz just bounce to this
All my rampage niggaz bounce to this
All my hurricane niggaz just to this
All my niggaz if you with me just, bounce this
Okay, this is how it goes, pimpin all you,
Catch em outside the shows, time to get the
Up in the studio, the hydro
Writin the hot shit, you for me to go
on the ram' bounce, just shakin yo' ass yo
Bump this in your lex coupe or your
Flipmode squad, we the ones in them
Catch us with the fly shit, but you don't me doe
Rampage, professional, just move your
We bout to you do the jerk, get out your seats
Seven days a week and we the squad that sleep
Catch me in the I'm on the midnight creep, so what?

2x

[lord mercy]
I walk the path, that allah made, +smooth+, like
Got pickup tracks -- with the fog rays
International capital, checks in full
Damage hood, natural, spend grands for goods
niggaz know -- scream on these players like
Dj call in some mo', invincible flow
god, swing like gold from panama
Twenty-four carat charms, with smooth like sarah vaughn
we go, here we go -- attitude
Spit the vocals hotter than soul from baton rouge
Come, sharp-tongued like malcolm, on any
Some got chrome like sly stone, what you about
it is, here it is -- handcraft the raw
Who the boss? human any fantastic four
Player, I be a point guard, things
In the 4th quarter, it's all like holdin springs

2x

Dj hurricane in the baby c'mon
Flip--mode, up in the spot c'mon
Ram--page, up in the place baby
Rah, digga up in the baby c'mon
Lord have in the place baby c'mon
Busta rhymes is in the baby c'mon
Whylin out, for the night yeah
crew, represent baby c'mon
Dj hurricane represent baby
All the ladies c'mon, it baby c'mon
All the females c'mon, shake it c'mon..