Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Together

One-two-one-two it on
Listen to the shit because we it until dawn
Listen to the got it going on
to the ladies come on and let me spawn
All your then you you go up the river
Listen to the that freaky nigga
I'm ad and I shock and I tick and I tock
And I can't with the body rock
See I've got heart like Starks
mad sparks
me the mic
And I'll be rocking the whole
I'm the m to the see to the a and a must
The rhymes that we on the topic on lust
And my moms is not butt, but it
Let me get down to the
Yes I'm funky and I'm shooting all my jism
Like John Holmes, the nigga
to the shit 'cause I'm the ill figure
Nobody's getting any than this

Ad rock down with the
Listen to the shit both of them is boney
Got to do it this like chachi and joanie
she's the cheese and I'm the macaroni
So why all the and why all the fuss
Because I got no dust
Yea, you I'm getting silly
I've got a grandma hazel and a tilly
royalprez and I'm also a member
Born on the cusp in the of November
I do the patty duke in case you remember
Well, I freak a beat like the shit was in a blender
Well, I'm long gone 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 drive the lane like I was evan 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 was biz mark
But I had to do the just let me embark
On the lyric and the and the verb
kick the shit off 'cause yo, I'm not the herb
Well, it's not the herb but the spice with the to spare
Tho with the funk for your derriere
While we're on that topic, yes I like to
When it to boning I'm representing
Spacing, zoning, talkin' on the and
My brain is roaming and I know where it's going
Talking of shit a little tweaking on the weekend
I've got to get him by the reigns because I know I'm freaking
Well, I'm a funky skull and I'm a
And I get my flow I'm dr on the go
So q-tip, you on the mic for
Because I had to talk about the times I rhyme
And when m.c.s in my face, I'm like mace
Because I them off with the quills
Nigga 'cause I tell you, nigga I'll keep you under prills
Resting on nine one one sixteenth ave off the farmes

I'm from m.c.a.'s from brooklyn
Yea, m.c.a., your shit be
Praying mantis on the court and I be beat
So, yo tip, what's up with the boot on your
got the timbos on the toes and this is how it goes
Oh one two, oh my god
One two, oh my god, I've got some
I've got the kung fu grip behind my green kit
Never ever smoking crack
Never ever fucking wack
I eat the pineapple now & laters
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 ma bell, I've got the ill communications

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