Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It

Really, get smacked silly, you get silly
Fucking with these niggas from the, you gonna do
When you ready, I was born ready
And I was all ready on fish and

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

We own the city, on the with Diddy
Red bone pretty, she get aroused
Like to suck her own
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 won't
Till my whole is it, now listen

Make this money, take money
Ain't no way you can this from me
Ain't 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 to get cook
With the and the soldiers sit
When I came, the game I owed you one

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

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

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

Soul Controller, rap Itola, kids me when they older
I put cracks by the stroller, I'm registered voter, quota
Give some baking soda and a
Man I straight up out the water
I'm break this till it say out of order
the high scorer, then 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 thinks
All the quarters, headline supporters, hitting wives and daughters
Brought a neck spray from Lauders, call Puffy to order

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

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

Deuce it, break backs and stacks no problem
Make and tracks and go Harlem
Get worldwide coverage, got so many
I even buy luggage, ya love it

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

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

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

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

Moves for paper, no chaser
out the blazer four-fifths with the laser
Come and get shit splitted, newspapers say I did it
Now get it

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

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

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