Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It

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

Creep with the culture, rap I can 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 to get richer, I'd probably get wit ya
If not burn it, get hot like a
Shoot the video, motherfuck permits

We own the city, on the phone Diddy
Red bone pretty, she get aroused
to suck 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 visit
Till my wardrobe is it, now listen

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

Creep with your people, though my is sweet and low it's no equal
Front butch look, once I throw the hook you proceed to get
With the game and the sit
When I came, the that I owed you one

big Lincoln, why he died on the side for the stinking
Watch the task task for look Marlboro
It's a big chance, big
Might guard him my man's a type barber

Better learn quick, 'cause my don't argue
You ain't my crew, who are you
For we take off make sure that your
Billboard read it it

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

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

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

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

Straight lose it, love two my family, my music
Might co-write and it
Drop mine, hot 9 exclusive, got y'all hulking Bruce did

Deuce it, backs and stacks it's no problem
Make raps and and go Harlem
Get worldwide coverage, got so spots
I even 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 money
Ain't no way you can take from me
Ain't funny, shake it, honey
Take it money, now get it

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

Can't slay Rob, how many niggas done tried to mob
they day job
Tired of putting broke niggas under the
If I go to again 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 fifty for fucking with Latch in Killer Queens

Moves for paper, no chaser
Bullets out the blazer four-fifths the laser
Come and get shit splitted, newspapers say I did it
Now get it

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

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

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