Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get It On

D]
Yea this is uh Super you know what I'm sayin
is for all the players and playetts wherever you at you dig
I'm talkin about from this to that side
side, West side, your side, my side
It's all about being man
Aiyyo give me that
It's Heavy D the and I'm home alone dig it
and I'm always staying dipped on 1-2-5th
the dogs bark and the dreadlock be sparkin spliff
Okay okay okay okay it's D again
Hallelujah I'm on your T.V. again
You see me on your MTV and on BET
and on your local point video show
Nigga how it flow so fly like an eagle
No sequels no weed but I get love from all the
they still my people
I'm dynamic panic when they see me
They get all shook up when my hooked up
get it on!

Untouchables at your
(Let's get it on)
All you rappers hit the floor

How I plead forever thuggin on a quest to get G's
Runnin from enemies ever the days of a seed
I'm under pressure the stress will me drinkin
thinkin niggaz after me much too paranoid to
why the police don't wanna see me stackin G's
They after a playa but I let em capture me
I gotta thank the for the weed and a nicotene
I can't close my eyes I see wicked things (demons)
I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the
with homocide my life's in danger
Rollin down tha four-five of stangers
Hand on my 45(mm) that's what the fame
I'm probably but I'll never know it till I'm gone
out the gutter where the jealous motherfuckers roam
Pass the weed let Hennessey get to me
the penitentiary
get it on!!

Untouchables at your
(Let's get it on)
All you wack hit the floor

Puba]
I thought you knew I stay true to rhyme thing I do
I have all the saying, "Go Pu'!"
I flip a from the projects building 70 apartment 6C
I turn food to green stamps rough power amps
and weed under corner lamps but now I'm just microphone talkin
So when you see my ass have my or just keep walking
Niggaz got more game Genesis
Seen a movie in L.A. now wanna C
but them youth don't we
because they fall victim to they see hey!
I it +Reel to Reel+ like my last album title song
but I understand it a year for niggaz to catch on
(hit em in the dog) So let's get it on! yea

B.I.G.]
Split the fill it with the skunk we about to
get in the joint uh Notorious is glorious
*cough, cough)*
now who's the mind blower, the weed grower
Have you seeing like Noah, the rhyme flower
B.I.G. top notch with the glock check your
and your it's just the way my pops taught me
When you throw the check em throughly
The bastard might around and try to bury me
And niggaz don't make no moves
When I'm slingin in the hood I don't fake no aight
on my swingin days
when I drove a and my bitch sported finger waves
Yea she had the Gucci roots I had suits
Oshkosh-begosh Coca-Cola lookin cute
Junior M.A.F.I.A. Bucktown
cocked back niggaz better duck down
Face you know the routine the cream
Earrings you know the drama Biggie
get it on