Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Together

One-two-one-two it on
Listen to the shit because we kick it dawn
Listen to the got it going on
Listen to the come on and let me spawn
All eggs then you you go up the river
Listen to the abstract that nigga
I'm ad and I shock and I tick and I tock
And I can't stop the body rock
See I've got like John Starks
Hitting mad
me the mic
And I'll be rocking the park
I'm the m to the see to the a and a must
The rhymes that we on the topic on lust
And my is not butt, but fuck it
Let me get down to the
Yes I'm funky and I'm shooting all my jism
Like John Holmes, the x-rated
Listen to the shit I'm the ill figure
Nobody's getting any bigger than

Ad down with the ione
to the shit because both of them is boney
Got to do it like like chachi and joanie
she's the cheese and I'm the macaroni
So why all the and why all the fuss
Because I ain't got no
Yea, you know I'm silly
I've got a grandma and a grandma tilly
royalprez and I'm also a member
Born on the cusp in the of November
I do the patty duke in you don't remember
Well, I freak a funky beat like the was in a blender
Well, I'm gone word is born
Don't need a fucking fool telling me right from wrong
I don't I'm slick nor do I play like I'm hard
But I shall drive the lane like I was bernhard
And I've working on my game life is taxing
Got to get it together and see what's

I go one two like my name was biz
But I had to do the shit just let me
On the and the noun and the verb
kick the shit off 'cause yo, I'm not the herb
Well, not the herb but the spice with the flavor to spare
Tho moog with the funk for your
While we're on that topic, yes I like to
When it comes to boning I'm
Spacing, zoning, talkin' on the and
My brain is roaming and I don't know it's going
Talking lots of shit a little tweaking on the
I've got to get him by the reigns because I that I'm freaking
Well, I'm a skull and I'm a scorpio
And when I get my I'm dr on the go
So q-tip, you on the mic for
Because I had to about the times that I rhyme
And m.c.s come in my face, I'm like mace
Because I back them off the quills
Nigga 'cause I tell you, 'cause I'll keep you under prills
on nine one one sixteenth ave off the farmes boulevard

I'm from m.c.a.'s from brooklyn
Yea, m.c.a., your be cooking
Praying mantis on the and I can't be beat
So, yo tip, what's up with the on your feet
I've got the timbos on the toes and this is how it
Oh one two, oh my god
One two, oh my god, I've got shit
I've got the fu grip behind my green trap kit
ever ever smoking crack
Never ever fucking wack
I eat the fuckin' pineapple now &
Listen to me now, don't to me later
it 'cause I know I didn't make it fuckin' rhyme for real
But, yo technically I'm as hard as
Gonna get it together, it, gonna get it together ma bell
I'm like ma bell, I've got the ill

Ma bell, got the ill
Ma bell, got the ill
Ma bell, got the ill
Ma
it on and on