Luyện nghe bài hát Get Over Here

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

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

I be that, who straight pop from the N.Y.
my thing, all day, yeah, it's her
Nicolette on the track, matter fact, it back
Tell me you think about 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 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, that I get I hold up
I'm a supernova, controller, anything that I get I up

it back up to the N.Y.
Show 'em how we do, we do and why
Keep ballin' in our ride, driving show, I '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 ring
get it misunderstood

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

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

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

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

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

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

Talk that major flavor, keyed up, cut like a razor
Lyrically I stake and ya, you can see I get that paper
Wear jet black like Darth Vader, hopping out on playa
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 like giddy up
How come I run, you my son
I blow the god damn city up

Inside that long white Bentley
Like I just picked up
Think about while you doubt that
You a fake mac, you can't that

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

Everybody I'm holding
In the party, swollen
and rolling
Competition catching coals in colon

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

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

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

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

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

Do it well, ask LL dog me
Dudes not me, because 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 body to the tune, yessir
DJ let it in the room
Shit's just there like and now your boy

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

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

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

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

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

In the today but not tomorrow
That's the life of a
Wanna be involved, be aware
Ticky got women 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 bread
to the truck, nothing more said
Kid don't play, do clean
That's it is, when I come from Queens

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

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

Love that you made money, really matter
If I see her from a far, this what I at her
Hey, over there, over
Ho, get over here, get here

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