Luyện nghe bài hát Get Ya, Get Ya

[Intro:
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Roll blunt (yeah)
Give me another homie
We ridin,

[Chorus 2X: Bone]
Ooh, I guess they don't know, I'm finna call up
And we marchin on them to the South Pole
So what wanna do with us? Uh, finna get'cha get'cha
Uh, finna get'cha get'cha get'cha

Bone]
Lord, crush they daddies eyes can see
I know Jesus carry me, he need me I'm there verily
I love the Virgin Mary, Mexican food, the children
or the shall lead to mommy, daddy love me I'm chillin
Bless the world if possible, I cry on my knees
Praise the Lord, God almighty the of all lightning
Ass booty and cattle, blood stop, I'm feelin the brain waves
Tryna stop what we got, ain't no cops come
cold producer, bad to the bone, I ain't no sell out
Better leave him alone, I'll clear this out
Shut the fuck up out of they pencil walls and then that dust
Fuck the lust, non-physical, now they got me in - one love

[Bizzy
Deep in the mind where question me, what do you want to know?
I don't know nothing, but I heard legend tellin me take it slow
Finna be, within the body is a blessin
get rid of whatever you need
You better go get it to plant that seed
I'm dead holdin the microphone, closer to the spirit
Clearly I get that jealousy I just don't fear it
I blame and it's surrounded, we're surrounded and trapped
up off that bullshit, pulpit, feelin the fact
Everywhere we lack, in the battlefield the shit that
Baby we serious and I'm not curious, you 'em to watch that
Ideologies remember scientologies, isn't it bloody
Fuck it, we are the in the rucket rough
Runnin from the spiritual
Don't act like you don't know though cause I don't either
So y'all relax and take a breather, drink a then roll
We gotta, we gotta find somewhere to leave for our

[Bizzy
I call up my uncle let me cop fuckin Mary Jane
We been out here grindin steadily climbin each and day
Fucker don't test us come and arrest us, show me how we
Feelin me the spirit, fight you back like I was anime
Quick to have a baby as fuck and jump right on the stage
Comin up out that limo pockets swollen payin to everything I say
Open up my mind with a prayer, as I worship the Lord
The Slayer verily, verily I'm reborn
Tarnished and torn, up I'm feelin scorned
It's gettin I'm tellin 'em turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Tarnished and torn, burnin up I'm scorned
gettin warm I'm tellin 'em turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
burn...