Luyện nghe bài hát Come Get It

in the house..

[lord have
Land-lord, up in the house get it*
Rah digga, up in the house get it*
Rampage, up in the *come get it*
What? baby come get it (rah: what? 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 the street up *come get it*
R: ladies g'd up,
Don't the weed up *come get it*
L: baby come get it (rah: what? nigga come get it)

digga]
Check it, I come in than la femme nikita
Be all up in your hood like I'm a c&c two
The honey that be doin her she thing
On mya shit, like "it's all about me" see?
I things, blunt slicer on my keyrings
Bra top, lots of g-strings, havin dreams
I'd be queen if this the
Cause niggaz gon get it, and e'rybody it
I'm totin bags, eyes than a photo lab
The spins on your single, even top my promo ad
drops quicker than jackers at the car lots
Couldn't get no harder if you went to school of hard
The grimy bitch, sometime be bitch
So make me go there! (*starts singing to "the p is free"*)
Because the groupies are free, but the rhymes money..
Oh yeah!!

2x

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

2x

[lord have
I walk the path, that allah made, +smooth+, like
Got pickup -- high-beam with the fog rays
International capital, checks cashed in
Damage your hood, natural, spend for goods
niggaz know -- scream on these players like
Dj call in some mo', pretty flow
Grammar god, swing like from panama
Twenty-four carat charms, with cuts like sarah vaughn
Here we go, we go -- attitude
Spit the vocals hotter soul food from baton rouge
Come, like 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 torch any fantastic
Player, I be a point guard, things
In the 4th quarter, it's all water like holdin

2x

Dj hurricane in the 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 baby
Lord have mercy in the place baby
rhymes is in the house baby c'mon
Whylin out, for the yeah c'mon
Hollis crew, baby c'mon
Dj hurricane represent c'mon
All the c'mon, shake it baby c'mon
All the c'mon, shake it baby c'mon..