Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It

Really, get smacked silly, you get silly
Fucking with these niggas the, what you gonna do
When you ready, shit I was ready
And I was all ready on and spaghetti

Creep with the culture, rap I can coach ya, like a vulture
If I said I get cha, wear it if it fit ya, y'all inches
I see the big picture, if to get richer, I'd probably get wit ya
If not burn it, get hot a furnace
Shoot the video, motherfuck city

We own the city, on the with Diddy
Red bone pretty, she get aroused
Like to her own titty
Put it in the

Ya wanna got to follow nigga here we go
Get you ticket, the train, don't it
Won't reach out and ya bet I visit
Till my whole wardrobe is it, now

Make this money, take this
Ain't no way you can take from me
shit funny, shake it honey
Take it money, now get it

Creep with people, though my shit is sweet and low it's no equal
Front butch look, once I throw the hook you proceed to get
With the game and the sit
I came, the game that I owed you one

Wide big Lincoln, why he died on the for the stinking
Watch the force task for look Marlboro
It's a big chance, big
Might him with my man's a type barber

Better learn quick, my clique don't argue
You ain't my crew, who are you
For we take off make sure that your
Billboard read it it

Make money, take this money
no way you can take this from me
Ain't funny, shake it honey
it money, now let's get it

Soul Controller, rap Itola, hate me when they older
I put cracks by the stroller, I'm registered voter, motherfucker
some baking soda and a quota
Man I flow straight up out the
I'm break this game till it say out of
Who's the high scorer, tear the floor up

On the world tour with your out in Europe, head on the tour bus
Do what them niggas them niggas in the drop cooler
All the five quarters, supporters, hitting wives and daughters
a neck spray from Esate Lauders, call Puffy to order

Ayo, call me I run this city
Send the cops, the feds and D.A to get me
Cats wanna leave me for dead you with me
Get head in the Bentley red at one

Straight lose it, love two things my family, my
Might and produce it
Drop mine, hot 9 exclusive, got y'all hulking Bruce did

Deuce it, break backs and stacks it's no
raps and tracks and go Harlem
Get coverage, got so many spots
I don't even buy luggage, ya it

Make moves major, out in Asia
If your keep coming around them I'm a blaze her
I'm the Bad Boy flavor, light gators
Not guilty and I'm filthy,

Make this money, this money
Ain't no way you can take this me
Ain't shit funny, it, honey
Take it money, now get it

I be the east Soprano, Rob Marciano
Flow in each channel the Iverson handle
Forty-five sparks turn day gray flannel
Snatch the yay of the mantle, then to dismantle

Can't slay Rob, how niggas done tried to play mob
Quit day job
Tired of putting niggas under the wing
If I go to jail I'm going under the bing

Act like you gonna that thing, thing
You the one that always get stuck for bling bling
I represent blocks and Sing-Sing
Almost caught a buck fifty for with Latch in Killer Queens

Moves for paper, moves no
Bullets out the blazer four-fifths with the
Come and get your shit splitted, say I did it
Now get it

Make money, take this money
Ain't no way you can this from me
Ain't shit funny, it, honey
Take it money, now get it

Make this money, take money
Ain't no way you can take from me
Ain't shit funny, shake it,
Take it money, now get it

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