Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Together

One-two-one-two it on
Listen to the shit because we kick it dawn
Listen to the abstract got it on
Listen to the ladies come on and let me
All your eggs you you go up the river
Listen to the abstract that nigga
I'm ad and I shock and I tick and I tock
And I can't stop the body rock
See I've got heart like John
Hitting mad
me the mic
And I'll be the whole park
I'm the m to the see to the a and a must
The rhymes that we bust on the on lust
And my is not butt, but fuck it
Let me get down to the
Yes I'm getting funky and I'm shooting all my
Like John Holmes, the nigga
Listen to the 'cause I'm the ill figure
Nobody's getting any bigger this

Ad down with the ione
Listen to the because both of them is boney
Got to do it like like chachi and joanie
Because she's the cheese and I'm the
So why all the fight and why all the
I ain't got no dust
Yea, you know I'm getting
got a grandma hazel and a grandma tilly
Grand royalprez and I'm also a
on the cusp in the month of November
I do the patty in case you don't remember
Well, I freak a funky beat the shit was in a blender
Well, I'm gone word is born
Don't need a mother fool telling me right from wrong
I don't think I'm nor do I play like I'm hard
But I shall drive the lane I was evan bernhard
And I've working on my game life is taxing
Got to get it and see what's happening

I go one two my name was biz mark
But I had to do the shit let me embark
On the lyric and the noun and the
Let's kick the off 'cause yo, I'm not the herb
Well, it's not the herb but the spice with the flavor to
Tho moog with the funk for derriere
While on that topic, yes I like to mention
When it to boning I'm representing
Spacing, zoning, talkin' on the and
My is roaming and I don't know where it's going
Talking lots of shit a tweaking on the weekend
I've got to get him by the reigns because I that I'm freaking
Well, I'm a skull and I'm a scorpio
And when I get my I'm dr on the go
So q-tip, you on the mic for
Because I had to talk about the times that I
And when m.c.s come in my face, I'm mace
I back them off with the quills
Nigga 'cause I tell you, nigga I'll keep you under prills
Resting on nine one one sixteenth ave off the farmes

I'm manhattan m.c.a.'s from brooklyn
Yea, m.c.a., your shit be
Praying mantis on the and I can't be beat
So, yo tip, what's up with the boot on feet
I've got the timbos on the toes and is how it goes
Oh one two, oh my god
One two, oh my god, got some shit
I've got the kung fu grip behind my trap kit
Never ever smoking crack
Never ever fucking wack
I eat the pineapple now & laters
Listen to me now, don't listen to me
Fuck it 'cause I know I didn't make it fuckin' for real
But, yo technically I'm as hard as
Gonna get it together, it, gonna get it together ma bell
I'm ma bell, I've got the ill communications

Ma bell, got the ill
Ma bell, got the ill
Ma bell, got the ill
Ma
it on and on