Luyện nghe bài hát Get In Line

One, two, three, it

Nigga know I hate his guts, so he don't cross my
'Cause he know been survivin' all of the wars I had
called hisself killin' my dog
But he didn't, though, so I'm up him and his broad

Betta say somethin' and it betta be I wanna hear
I'm listenin', bitches started shittin' and pissin'
You might see him on a carton, dog, he still missin'
Somebody catch him up on a hook when they fishin'

Look, I've itchin' to get bitches, money, and jewels
I know some nigga's got a package, I'ma run with the
Through the years older playaz told me to keep my strong
'Cause niggas is followers, and some of 'em led

But if I bust a cap in 'em, I will be dead
They don't know what's and I ain't gonna say it to 'em
bitches be catchin' conversation inspectin'
And fuck up and them people some bad information

Now point the nigga out if he wan' do it me
Step to the of the line, let me see who you be
Air and that ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got I'm totin' that'll cut you in three
(One, two, three, it)

You're a certified clown in my
That's the reason why of your hood got shit bags on your side
You talk a good game but you a ho they ride
Nigga have to look for you, they know you inside

You probly got your tail in your ass, your in your mouth
Protected so you don't come in your house
Motherfucker, where all the shit you said you was
Let you tell it, you been 'bout bustin' in the south

Can't be fuckin' no lame, fake
Ain't even watch your back, nigga
Get popped, can't handle the and rat, nigga
Take the whole clique down runnin' his
Can't come back in the now, he'll get flipped

It's a cold but I don't give a fuck, my nigga
I feel threatened by anybody, I'ma bust that nigga up my
Then go get a mill, my bitch
I take this game to heart, unless niggas

Now point the out if he wan' do it with me
to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and opportunity ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in
(One, two, three, it)

I'm a lil' man, my ground no matter what
Glock to my hand, there's no one you can trust
turned on they own nigga behind Geez
If I think they won't on me, I'm outta luck

So I roll first, and shoot first
Gotta over the head to duck a T-shirt
You want beef? You want war? You me?
Nothin' between us but air and

Don't talk what you gon' do, do it, nigga
'Cause you're wastin' your breath, go 'head, it, nigga
Shit's real, I ain't got to fake
Time's money, I got time to waste

But on the straight me bein' real
To let others' niggas know I fake, ya gotta get killed
Oh, bitch-nigga playin' with a nigga like me
Ya wind up six feet,

Now the nigga out if he wan' do it with me
to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and that ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got I'm totin' that'll cut you in three
(One, two, three, it)

Now point the out if he wan' do it with me
to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and opportunity that ain't to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in
(Kick it)

Now the nigga out if he wan' do it with me
to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and opportunity ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in

Step up, the fuck you is, nigga
Don't throw a brick
And hide hand like a ol' pussy-ass, nigga
(One, two, three, it)

out to the light, nigga, let me see who you is?
You wan' do me somethin' or harm my kids, nigga, show your
Make it known you're beefin' with me, know sayin'?

Ol' scary-ass gon' hide, come out here, playa
Catch me all New Orleans, nigga
On the block, in the hood,
B.G., nigga, on V.L. we gon' keep it real, know wh'I'm sayin'?

One, two, three, it
One, two, three, it