Luyện nghe bài hát Come Get It

in the house..

[lord have
Land-lord, up in the house get it*
Rah digga, up in the house get it*
Rampage, up in the *come get it*
What? baby come get it (rah: nigga come get it)

Chorus: have mercy, rah digga

L: turn the up
Cause we to creep up *come get it*
L: off the meter
Plus we tear the up *come get it*
R: ladies g'd up,
Don't smoke the weed up get it*
L: what? baby come get it (rah: what? nigga get it)

[rah
it, I come in sweeter than la femme nikita
Be all up in your hood like I'm a c&c two
The little that be doin her she thing
On some mya shit, like "it's all about me"
I bleed things, blunt slicer on my
Bra top, lots of g-strings, havin dreams
I'd be queen if this the
Cause gon get it, and e'rybody want it
I'm bags, eyes redder than a photo lab
The spins on your single, won't top my promo ad
drops quicker than jackers at the car lots
Couldn't get no if you went to school of hard knocks
The grimy bitch, sometime be punchliney
So don't make me go there! (*starts to "the p is free"*)
Because the are free, but the rhymes cost money..
Oh yeah!!

2x

All my flipmode niggaz just bounce to
All my rampage niggaz just to this
All my hurricane niggaz just bounce to
All my niggaz if you with me just, bounce this
Okay, this is how it goes, pimpin all you,
Catch em outside the shows, time to get the
Up in the studio, smokin the
the hot shit, you waitin for me to go
Threw on the ram' bounce, just yo' ass yo
this in your lex coupe or your expo'
Flipmode squad, we the in them videos
us with the fly shit, but you don't hear me doe
Rampage, professional, just move feet
We bout to make you do the jerk, get out your
Seven a week and we the squad that don't sleep
me in the street I'm on the midnight creep, so what?

2x

[lord have
I walk the path, that made, +smooth+, like sade
Got pickup -- high-beam with the fog rays
International capital, checks in full
Damage hood, natural, spend grands for goods
Traditional niggaz know -- scream on these players
Dj in some mo', invincible pretty flow
Grammar god, swing like gold from
Twenty-four carat charms, with smooth cuts sarah vaughn
Here we go, we go -- attitude
Spit the vocals hotter than soul from baton rouge
Come, sharp-tongued like malcolm, on any
got chrome like sly stone, what you about son?
Here it is, it is -- handcraft the raw
Who the boss? torch any fantastic four
Player, I be a guard, controllin things
In the 4th quarter, it's all water holdin springs

2x

Dj hurricane in the baby c'mon
Flip--mode, up in the spot c'mon
Ram--page, up in the place c'mon
Rah, digga up in the house c'mon
Lord have mercy in the place c'mon
Busta is in the house baby c'mon
Whylin out, for the yeah c'mon
crew, represent baby c'mon
Dj represent baby c'mon
All the ladies c'mon, it baby c'mon
All the females c'mon, shake it c'mon..