Luyện nghe bài hát Get Over Here

Ain't as hot as us
East side, west side, side, south side
Let's ride, uh, the Goat is now taking over the
It's time for some of ol', that good ol'

Yankee up dirty south, Yankee music
Uh, it ain't you from, homey
how hot you are, Nicolette, let's, come on

I be that, girl who straight pop the N.Y.
my thing, all day, yeah, it's her
Nicolette on the track, fact, bring it back
Tell me what you think her

Who you know with a so loco
On a dirty south track the N.Y. though
I be on it, I be on it, cats don't really want it
Y'all don't it, y'all just fronting, homeboy
Then up off me

I'm a young fly
Thought I told ya, wack is gon' be over
I'm a supernova, controller, anything that I get I up
I'm a supernova, controller, anything I get I hold up

it back up to the N.Y.
Show 'em how we do, we do and why
Keep in our ride, driving show, I pass 'em by
You see our paper, hating but it's still all good

And if you for me
You can catch me in my
Just doing my thing, got the bling
Don't get it

Nicolette, LL, on the track
Bring it back, tell me what you, about that
Boys to holla but I ain't having that

You better have game, you better correct
Ya Girl Nicolette, don't like cats
Tell me what you about that, let's go

Love you made money, really don't matter
If I see her a far, this what I yell at her
Hey, over there, there
Ho, get here, get over here

In your club your girls, I'm in here with my mans
your girls meet my boys, we can all be friends
Hey, there, over there
Ho, get here, get over here

Got to get it
The track is knocking, the Bentley's
I'm suppose to roast 'em
With every bar I'm

Every time I drop copping
single line I lay is locking
You a hater, boy, stop your
It'll be your we mopping

Talk about major flavor, keyed up, cut like a razor
Lyrically I stake and bake ya, you can see I get that
Wear jet like Darth Vader, hopping out on playa haters
It's in my n-n-nature, never been a operator

it up, hit it up, get it up, let it up
Your from the back like giddy up
How I run, you like my son
I blow the whole god city up

Inside long white milky Bentley
Like I just picked up
Think that while you doubt that
You a fake mac, you count that

Hop all off then I bounce
Got 'em a wolf pack outback
I'm from them Goat, Goat, shout that
Ask Master P, I'm that

know I'm holding
In the party, swollen
and rolling
Competition catching in they colon

that you made money, really don't matter
If I see her from a far, what I yell at her
Hey, over there, over
Ho, get here, get over here

In your club with your girls, I'm in with my mans
Won't your girls meet my boys, we can all be
Hey, over there, over
Ho, get over here, get over

up y'all, y'all know us
Know the party ain't I'll til we up
Once we hit the scene, the go nuts
Sorry if I intervene, ma but so

Pour more cups of the drink, cups of the guz
Til I'm all in the place, burn the kush to the face
the dudes wanna hate
'Cause we new dudes in the state

Yeah, we in the just chilling, B, yeah, baby feeling me
Feel like a barbecue, shorty grilling me up
In the club stacks where a ceiling be

Do it well, ask LL dog me
Dudes not feeling me, we walked in the door
Looking flyer than airplanes, not touching the floor

It do what it do, get the get you, and it move
The move to the tune, yessir
DJ let it boom in the
Shit's there like and now your boy here

We hot like June, gon' drop real
Let 'em know Queens in the house
We jam from to the north to the side
I'm a young back, shut your mouth

your mouth, turn it around
Shake a little bit, drop down to the
of the time, don't stop or pound
Before we wasn't it but be now

Popping now, love us when we dropping the sound
Come to hood, we be rocking your town
Go to the show we the crowd
Get by the thou', wow

Come on and roll with the kid, back to the
Car fast, bed real big
Just that, I'm a get them stacks
Got 'em screaming out, my neck, my

Work it all night, this ain't no
You gonna be scarred, I'm a that weave
Now you can't drive, too much speed
Just sit back and enjoy breeze

In the today but not tomorrow
That's the life of a
Wanna be involved, be aware
Ticky Diamondz got women

Do it on the floor, stairs to the
Do it on the beat, please, hands to
Got you on the beach, you out
Got your girl screaming that it that fair

Baby come true, got enough
Switch to the truck, nothing said
Kid don't play, do clean
That's what it is, I come from Queens

Do my lean, big black
Coming through like I'm moving that
I just get checks, get neck
Girls I'm afraid, running round butt

Gotta go back to the
Back to the tracks, to the rhymes
a little haze, I let my rhyme

Love that you made money, don't matter
If I see her from a far, this I yell at her
Hey, over there, over
Ho, get here, get over here

In your with your girls, I'm in here with my mans
Won't your meet my boys, we can all be friends
Hey, over there, over
Ho, get here, get over here