Luyện nghe bài hát Get Over Here

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

Yankee up north dirty south, Yankee
Uh, it ain't you from, homey
It's how hot you are, Nicolette, let's, on

I be that, who straight pop from the N.Y.
my thing, all day, yeah, it's her
Nicolette on the track, fact, bring it back
Tell me what you about her

Who you know a flow so loco
On a dirty south track from the N.Y.
I be on it, I be on it, cats don't really want it
Y'all don't want it, just fronting, homeboy
back up off me

I'm a fly soldier
Thought I told ya, wack is gon' be over
I'm a supernova, controller, anything I get I hold up
I'm a supernova, controller, anything I get I hold 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 it's all good

And if you for me
You can catch me in my
Just doing my thing, got the bling
Don't get it

Nicolette, LL, on the same
it back, tell me what you, think about that
Boys tryin' to holla but I having that

You have game, you better come correct
Ya Girl Nicolette, like lame cats
Tell me you think about that, let's go

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

In your club with your girls, I'm in with my mans
your girls meet my boys, we can all be friends
Hey, over there, over
Ho, get over here, get over

Got to get it
The track is knocking, the Bentley's
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, stop plotting
It'll be your we mopping

Talk about that flavor, keyed up, cut like a razor
Lyrically I stake and ya, you can see I get that paper
jet black like Darth Vader, hopping out on playa haters
It's in my n-n-nature, never been a operator

it up, hit it up, get it up, let it up
Your girl from the back giddy up
How come I run, you my son
I blow the god damn city up

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

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

Everybody I'm holding
In the party, swollen
Rock and
catching coals in they colon

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

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

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

more cups of the drink, cups of the guz stop
Til I'm all drunk in the place, burn the to the face
Making the dudes hate
'Cause we new dudes in the state

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

Do it well, ask LL dog me
Dudes not feeling me, because we in the door
flyer than airplanes, it's not touching the floor

It do what it do, get the get you, and it move
The move to the tune, yessir
DJ let it in the room
Shit's just there like and now your boy

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

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

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

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

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

In the whip but not tomorrow
That's the of a superstar
be involved, better be aware
Ticky Diamondz got 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

come true, got enough bread
Switch to the truck, more said
Kid play, just do clean
That's what it is, I come from Queens

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

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

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

In your club your girls, I'm in here with my mans
your girls meet my boys, we can all be friends
Hey, there, over there
Ho, get over here, get over