Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It

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

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

We own the city, on the phone Diddy
Red pretty, when she get aroused
to suck her own titty
Put it in the

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

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

Creep with your people, though my shit is sweet and low no equal
Front butch look, once I throw the hook you to get cook
the game and the soldiers sit
When I came, the that I owed you one

big Lincoln, why he died on the side for the stinking
Watch the task force task for look
a big chance, big pants
Might guard him with my a type barber

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

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

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

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

Ayo, call me Diddy I run city
Send the cops, the and D.A to come get me
Cats wanna leave me for you coming with me
Get head in the red at one fifty

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

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

Make moves major, out in Asia
If your girl 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 this
Ain't no way you can take this me
Ain't funny, shake it, honey
it money, now let's get it

I be the east side Soprano, Rob
Flow in each channel with the Iverson
Forty-five sparks turn your day gray
Snatch the yay of the mantle, then proceed to

Can't slay Rob, how many niggas 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 pull that thing, thing
You the only one that always get stuck for bling
I represent eight blocks and
Almost caught a buck for fucking with Latch in Killer Queens

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

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

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

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