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 over the
It's for some of that ol', that good ol'

Yankee up north south, Yankee music
Uh, it where you from, homey
how hot you are, Nicolette, let's, come on

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

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

I'm a young fly
Thought I told ya, wack cats is gon' be
I'm a supernova, controller, anything that I get I up
I'm a supernova, controller, anything 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, show, I pass 'em by
You see our paper, hating but it's still all good

And if you for me
You can me in my hood
Just my thing, got the ring bling
Don't get it

Nicolette, LL, on the track
Bring it back, tell me what you, about that
Boys tryin' to holla but I ain't that

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

Love that you made money, really matter
If I see her a far, this what I yell at her
Hey, over there, over
Ho, get over here, get over

In your club with your girls, I'm in here 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
Overdose I'm to roast 'em
With bar I'm dropping

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

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

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

Inside that long white milky
I just picked Diddy up
Think about that while you that
You a fake mac, you can't that

Hop all off then I bounce
Got 'em looking a wolf outback
I'm from them Goat, Goat, shout that
Ask Master P, I'm bout

know I'm holding
In the party, swollen
Rock and
Competition catching coals in they

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

In the today but not tomorrow
That's the of a superstar
Wanna be involved, better be
Ticky Diamondz got everywhere

Do it on the floor, to the chair
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, more said
Kid don't play, do clean
That's what it is, when I come from

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

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

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

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