Luyện nghe bài hát Come Get It

in the house..

[lord mercy]
Land-lord, up in the house get it*
Rah digga, up in the house get it*
Rampage, up in the house get it*
What? baby come get it (rah: nigga come get it)

Chorus: have mercy, rah digga

L: turn the up
Cause we about to up *come get it*
L: off the meter
Plus we tear the up *come get it*
R: ladies g'd up,
Don't the weed up *come get it*
L: what? baby come get it (rah: nigga come get it)

[rah
Check it, I come in than la femme nikita
Be all up in your like I'm a c&c two liter
The little honey that be doin her she
On some mya shit, "it's all about me" see?
I bleed things, blunt slicer on my
Bra top, of g-strings, havin weed dreams
I'd be queen if the 1900's
niggaz gon get it, and e'rybody want it
I'm bags, eyes redder than a photo lab
The on your single, won't even top my promo ad
Hard quicker than jackers at the car lots
get no harder if you went to school of hard knocks
The bitch, sometime be punchliney bitch
So don't make me go there! (*starts to "the p is free"*)
the groupies are free, but the rhymes cost money..
Oh yeah!!

2x

All my flipmode just bounce to this
All my rampage just bounce to this
All my hurricane niggaz bounce to this
All my if you with me just, bounce with this
Okay, this is how it goes, all you, hoes
em outside the shows, time to get the dough
Up in the studio, the hydro
Writin the hot shit, you for me to go
on the ram' bounce, just shakin yo' ass yo
Bump this in your lex coupe or expo'
squad, we the ones in them videos
Catch us with the fly shit, but you don't me doe
Rampage, professional, move your feet
We bout to make you do the jerk, get out seats
days a week and we the squad that don't sleep
Catch me in the I'm on the midnight creep, so what?

2x

[lord have
I walk the path, allah made, +smooth+, like sade
Got pickup tracks -- with the fog rays
capital, checks cashed in full
Damage hood, natural, spend grands for goods
Traditional niggaz -- scream on these players like
Dj call in some mo', invincible pretty
Grammar god, swing gold from panama
Twenty-four carat charms, smooth cuts like sarah vaughn
we go, here we go -- attitude
Spit the vocals hotter than soul food from baton
Come, sharp-tongued malcolm, on any album
Some got chrome sly stone, what you about son?
Here it is, it is -- handcraft the raw
Who the boss? human any fantastic four
Player, I be a guard, controllin things
In the 4th quarter, it's all water like springs

2x

Dj in the place baby c'mon
Flip--mode, up in the spot c'mon
Ram--page, up in the place c'mon
Rah, digga up in the house c'mon
Lord have mercy in the place baby
Busta rhymes is in the house baby
Whylin out, for the night c'mon
Hollis crew, represent c'mon
Dj hurricane baby c'mon
All the ladies c'mon, shake it baby
All the females c'mon, it baby c'mon..