Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It

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

Creep with the culture, rap I can coach ya, attack 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, city permits

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

it, break backs and stacks it's no problem
Make raps and and go Harlem
Get coverage, got so many spots
I even buy luggage, ya love it

Make moves major, out in Asia
If girl keep coming around them I'm a blaze her
I'm the Bad Boy flavor, blue gators
Not and I'm filthy, c'mon

Make money, take this 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 channel the Iverson handle
Forty-five turn your day gray flannel
Snatch the yay of the mantle, then proceed to

slay Rob, how many niggas done tried to play mob
Quit day job
Tired of putting broke under the wing
If I go to jail again I'm under the bing

Act like you gonna pull thing, thing
You the only one always get stuck for bling bling
I represent eight blocks and
Almost caught a buck fifty for fucking with Latch in 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

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

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

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