Luyện nghe bài hát Get Over Here

nobody as hot as us
East side, side, north side, south side
Let's ride, uh, the is now taking over the building
It's for some of that ol', that good ol'

Yankee up north south, Yankee music
Uh, it where you from, homey
It's how hot you are, Nicolette, let's, on

I be that, who straight pop from 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 from the N.Y.
I be on it, I be on it, y'all cats really want it
Y'all don't want it, y'all fronting, homeboy
back up off me

I'm a young fly
Thought I ya, wack cats 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

Take it up to the N.Y.
'em how we do, what we do and why
Keep ballin' in our ride, show, I pass 'em by
You see our paper, haters hating but 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, think that
Boys tryin' to holla but I having that

You better have game, you come correct
Ya Girl Nicolette, like lame cats
Tell me what you think that, let's go

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

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

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

time I drop they copping
Every single I lay is locking
You a hater, boy, stop plotting
be your blood we mopping

Talk that major flavor, keyed up, cut like a razor
Lyrically I stake and bake ya, you can see I get that
Wear jet black like Darth Vader, out on playa haters
It's in my n-n-nature, been a smoother operator

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

Inside that white milky Bentley
Like I picked Diddy up
Think about that you doubt that
You a fake mac, you count that

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

know I'm holding
In the party, swollen
Rock and
catching coals in they colon

Love that you made money, really don't
If I see her from a far, this what I at her
Hey, there, over there
Ho, get over here, get 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, there, over there
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 chicks go
Sorry if I intervene, ma but so

more cups of the drink, cups of the guz stop
Til I'm all drunk in the place, burn the to the face
Making the dudes hate
'Cause we new dudes in the state

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

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

It do it do, get the flow get you, and it move
The body move to the tune,
DJ let it in the room
just there like and now your boy here

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

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

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

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

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

In the whip today but not
That's the of a superstar
be involved, better be aware
Ticky Diamondz got everywhere

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 ain't fair

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

Do my lean, big truck
Coming through I'm moving that stuff
I get checks, just get neck
I'm afraid, running round butt nake

Gotta go to the grind
Back to the tracks, to the rhymes
Burn a haze, I let my rhyme

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

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