Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Straight lose it, love two things my family, my
co-write and produce it
Drop mine, hot 9 exclusive, got hulking like Bruce did

it, break backs and stacks it's no problem
Make raps and tracks and go
Get worldwide coverage, got so spots
I don't buy luggage, ya love 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 blue
Not guilty and I'm filthy,

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

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

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

Act like you pull that thing, thing
You the one that always get stuck for bling bling
I eight blocks and Sing-Sing
caught a buck fifty for fucking with 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 this money, take money
Ain't no way you can take from me
Ain't funny, shake it, honey
Take it money, now get it

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

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