Luyện nghe bài hát Get Em Girls

I get the boasters boasting, I get puting
Y'all get shot at, call me, I do the
I do the recruiting, I the students
I nurture they brain, I'm moving the

Buddhist or Buddha, that's Judist or Juda
I got to ruger, hit from Roota to Toota
Chick from hooter to hooter, I put two in
I'm the real boss story, the hoolah of

I mostly dosey, I roll mostly dololy
I'll leave you wholy, holy, say "Holy Moly"
Here come the get 'em, play "Rolly Poley"
I'll tell you true stories, how I coldly hold

When repping time, I get on extra grind
Fried to fricassee, pepper to pepper dine
Jeff Hamilton, Genesis, time
say I'm the man, I tell 'em never mind

They getting nice, got some ice
Let's get the and roll 'em, get 'em girls
They chips, they flippin' bricks
Get the Rots and Pits, tell 'em, get 'em

See feisty, getting shiesty
her wifey, tell her, get 'em girls
Just lay back, get your slapped
We at the race track, eight stacks, get 'em

You funny nigga, come dumb, dumby nigga
Killa keeps blikers, I'm getting money nigga
So you should away or join the dude in Play
Hey, so you can say, I'm getting money

First pal up in the rare, I style up in my
of the year, medallions in my ear
Whips on my fists, on my wrists
budget on my neck, your spouse on my dick

Posters on the wall, posted on my
in her mouth, I tell her I'm getting money nigga
Y'all faking the fizzle, I'm caking for
Fuck a steak, my steak stay sizzled

Eight, boom, boom, my ace boon
Shake, bake, skate, vroom, vroom, we getting money
Seventh to eighth, zoom, zoom, boom, boom
For I get like that boom, room, I'm getting money nigga

Wreck 'n effects, zoom, zoom, meh poon,
Since the movie cacoon had my uzi,
I'm getting nigga

getting nice, they got some ice
Let's get the dice and 'em, get 'em girls
getting chips, they flippin' bricks
Get the Rots and Pits, 'em, get 'em girls

See acting feisty, shiesty
Call her wifey, tell her get 'em
lay back, get your face slapped
We at the track, eight stacks, get 'em girl

My team is the goonies, we where with buffonies
Toonies, best dressed, stay up in Nemis and
Want to hit it from the back, she agreed I'm looney
But proceeded to moon me, I'm getting money

Baby, BS in do, Cam, VS 1 and 2
I'll help you get son out of P.S. 22
Get him a Maury flow, from the show
Fuck around, gonna be up on the Maury Show

He in boot camp, you on stamps
Welfare, no care, a true tramp
And I'm lockey, lockey, you pokey, pokey
No a Roni, that's the Okey, Dokey

Me and homie, make you do the hokey pokey
Pull the pound, up and down, turn yourself shorty
Here's some weed, burn yourself a pound
a map, go load yourself a town, sporty
I was down now I'm up fifty
Buck fifty, buck quickly, who could fuck me? Killa