Luyện nghe bài hát I Get It On

What's up

goes out, uh, huh, it goes out, uh, huh
To all the Biters, huh?
got something to say ya'll, check him out
This is the lil' man speaking now, yo, Timbaland, kick it

If it's to be made, I guess I'm the printer
If ice to be rocked, I guess I'm the winner
You my crew, Ginuwine, not the pretender
One in a million like Aaliyah, like Gonorrhea, what?

I beat the beater, everywhere
like the diamonds in the watch on my wrist
Audiences growing a newborn
You must be on some new and

Lyrically I tracks, put two in a crew
Tell me who wanna mo', catch me in the studio, Doing a do
Give me 10 minutes, I'll hook you up with that's mean
From New York, VA to Cali, all points in

Timbo, I even it down in NO
And every corner I flow, you know I get it on
Timbo, I bowed it down in NO
And every corner I flow, I get it on

Can you get it on?
(Um, hmm)
Are ya up?
(Um, hmm)
Where all the haters at?
(Um hmm)
Now 'em out
(Um hmm)

Can we get it on?
(Um hmm)
Are ya up?
(Um hmm)
Where all the haters at?
(Um hmm)
Now 'em out
(Um hmm)

I'm the top nigga, nigga, hot nigga, yo
(Yo)
Shit I dropped, non stop nigga, whoa
(Whoa)
Meet the unpredicted by the psych
(Uh, huh)
Either nigga's vibe or they shit light
(Whew)

Hip to the hop when I in the do'
(What?)
Missy went platinum then I in some mo'
(What?)
Aaliyah, Ginuwine, Mag and two O's
(Uh, huh)
production on Coko and Total

Fugitive wanna buy the man for
Got warrrents and program to kill
nigga and I'm ill
Don't believe me? Take the back of hand and feel

I'm up, yo, can't stop my flow
I'm burnin' up, ya'll can't stop my
I'm burnin' up, up top and south, they know
it come to these beats I don't play, yo, I get it on

Can I get it on?
(Um, hmm)
Are ya up?
(Um, hmm)
Where all the haters at?
(Um, hmm)
Now point 'em out,
(Um, hmm)

Can we get it on?
(Um, hmm)
Are ya up?
(Um, hmm)
all the playa haters at?
(Um, hmm)
Now 'em out
(Um, hmm)
Now she's point 'em out, check it

I come sweeter a two seater Benz
Have your pockets wide open, you spendin' on friends
It never ends, expensive
Without the C's lavish habits love the carats, with mad weaves

Spendin' money ain't nuthin', nigga's who frontin'
And then pretend ya old
Nigga, we let you know, diamond
Platinum Rolex's with the in it

Money to burn, when will you learn
automatic, now I realize I gotta have
Lifestyles of the rich, that fly bitch
There's a to be ripped, I got the hot shit

Check the whip, I'm from my land to my six
Had you at the show saying Bassey's a hit
I got the gift and nigga's know I'm for this
Eyes closed, lips sealed and for the kiss

And I told ya'll we won't miss,

Did she get it on?
(Um, hmm)
Are ya up?
(Um, hmm)
all the playa haters at?
(Um, hmm)
Now 'em out
(Um, hmm)
'em out, what?

Did she get it on?
(Um, hmm)
Are ya up?
(Um, hmm)
Where all the haters at?
(Um, hmm)
Now point 'em out,
(Um, hmm)

Can I get it on?
(Um, hmm)
Are ya up?
(Um, hmm)
Where all the haters at?
(Um, hmm)
Now 'em out, uh
(Um, hmm)

Can he get it on?
(Um, hmm)
Are ya up?
(Um, hmm)
Where all the haters at?
(Um, hmm)
Now 'em out nigga
(Um, hmm)
Now 'em out, what?

Now ride, yeah, boo

Yo, Timbaland, people understand
How you do these beats, yo, ha, I don't understand
You know people always tryin' to you
And made like you
You da man right now, I mad at cha, play on playa