Luyện nghe bài hát Get Over Here

Ain't as hot as us
East side, side, north side, south side
Let's ride, uh, the Goat is now taking the building
It's time for of that ol', that good ol'

up north dirty south, Yankee music
Uh, it ain't where you from,
It's how hot you are, Nicolette, let's, on

I be that, who straight pop from the N.Y.
my thing, all day, yeah, it's her
Nicolette on the track, matter fact, bring it
Tell me what you about her

Who you know with a flow so
On a dirty south track the N.Y. though
I be on it, I be on it, y'all cats don't really it
Y'all don't want it, just fronting, homeboy
back up off me

I'm a fly soldier
Thought I told ya, wack cats is be over
I'm a supernova, controller, anything I get I hold up
I'm a supernova, controller, that I get I hold up

Take it up to the N.Y.
'em how we do, what we do and why
Keep ballin' in our ride, driving show, I 'em by
You see our paper, haters hating but it's all good

And if you for me
You can me in my hood
Just my thing, got the ring bling
get it misunderstood

Nicolette, LL, on the same
Bring it back, tell me what you, about that
Boys tryin' to holla but I having that

You better have game, you better come
Ya Girl Nicolette, don't lame cats
Tell me what you think that, let's go

Love that you money, really don't matter
If I see her from a far, what I yell at her
Hey, over there, there
Ho, get over here, get over

In your with your girls, I'm in here with my mans
Won't girls meet my boys, we can all be friends
Hey, there, over there
Ho, get here, get over here

Got to get it
The track is knocking, the Bentley's
I'm suppose to roast 'em
With every bar I'm

Every time I drop they
single line I lay is locking
You a hater, boy, stop your
It'll be your we mopping

about that major flavor, keyed up, cut like a razor
Lyrically I stake and ya, you can see I get that paper
Wear jet black like Darth Vader, hopping out on haters
It's in my n-n-nature, never been a smoother

it up, hit it up, get it up, let it up
Your girl from the like giddy up
How come I run, you my son
I blow the whole god city up

Inside that long milky Bentley
Like I just picked up
Think that while you doubt that
You a fake mac, you count that

Hop all off then I back
Got 'em looking a wolf pack
I'm where them Goat, Goat, shout that
Ask Master P, I'm that

Everybody know I'm
In the party, swollen
Rock and
Competition catching coals in colon

Love that you made money, really don't
If I see her a far, this what I yell at her
Hey, over there, there
Ho, get over here, get here

In your club with your girls, I'm in here my mans
Won't girls meet my boys, we can all be friends
Hey, over there, over
Ho, get over here, get over

What up y'all, y'all us
Know the party ain't I'll til we up
Once we hit the scene, the go nuts
Sorry if I intervene, ma but so

Pour more of the drink, cups of the guz stop
Til I'm all in the place, burn the kush to the face
Making the dudes wanna
'Cause we them new dudes in the

Yeah, we in the just chilling, B, yeah, baby feeling me
like a barbecue, shorty keep grilling me up
In the club doing where a ceiling be

Do it well, ask LL dog me
Dudes not me, because we walked in the door
Looking than airplanes, it's not touching the floor

It do what it do, get the flow get you, and it
The body to the tune, yessir
DJ let it in the room
Shit's just like and now your boy here

We hot like June, gon' real soon
Let 'em know that in the house
We jam ride to the north to the side
I'm a back, just shut your mouth

Shut mouth, turn it around
a little bit, drop down to the ground
Most of the time, stop or pound
Before we wasn't it but be now

Popping now, people love us when we the sound
Come to your hood, we be your town
Go to the show we rocking the
Get by the thou', wow

Come on and roll the kid, back to the crib
Car fast, bed real big
like that, I'm a get them stacks
Got 'em screaming out, my neck, my

Work it all night, this no tease
You be scarred, I'm a sweat that weave
Now you can't drive, too much speed
Just sit back and enjoy breeze

In the whip but not tomorrow
That's the of a superstar
be involved, better be aware
Ticky got women everywhere

Do it on the floor, stairs to the
Do it on the beat, please, hands to
Got you on the beach, you out
Got your screaming that it ain't that fair

come true, got enough bread
Switch to the truck, nothing said
Kid play, just do clean
That's what it is, I come from Queens

Do my lean, big black
Coming through like I'm that stuff
I just get checks, get neck
Girls I'm afraid, running round butt

go back to the grind
Back to the tracks, back to the
Burn a little haze, I let my

that you made money, really don't matter
If I see her a far, this what I yell at her
Hey, over there, over
Ho, get here, get over here

In your club with your girls, I'm in here with my
Won't your meet my boys, we can all be friends
Hey, over there, there
Ho, get over here, get over