Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Together

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

Ad rock with the ione
Listen to the shit because both of is boney
Got to do it like this like chachi and
Because the cheese and I'm the macaroni
So why all the and why all the fuss
I ain't got no dust
Yea, you know I'm getting
I've got a grandma hazel and a grandma
Grand royalprez and I'm a member
Born on the cusp in the of November
I do the patty duke in case you remember
Well, I freak a funky beat like the was in a blender
Well, I'm gone word is born
Don't need a mother fucking fool telling me right wrong
I don't think I'm slick nor do I like I'm hard
But I drive the lane like I was evan bernhard
And I've working on my game because 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 let me embark
On the lyric and the noun and the
Let's kick the shit off yo, I'm not the herb
Well, not the herb but the spice with the flavor to spare
Tho with the funk for your derriere
While we're on topic, yes I like to mention
When it comes to I'm representing
Spacing, zoning, on the phone and
My brain is roaming and I don't where it's going
Talking lots of shit a little on the weekend
got to get him by the reigns because I know that I'm freaking
Well, I'm a funky and I'm a scorpio
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 that I rhyme
And when m.c.s come in my face, I'm mace
Because I back them off the quills
Nigga 'cause I tell you, nigga 'cause I'll keep you prills
Resting on one one sixteenth ave off the farmes boulevard

I'm manhattan m.c.a.'s from brooklyn
Yea, m.c.a., your be cooking
mantis on the court and I can't be beat
So, yo tip, what's up the boot on your feet
I've got the timbos on the 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 fu grip behind my green trap kit
Never ever ever crack
Never ever fucking wack
I eat the fuckin' now & laters
Listen to me now, listen to me later
Fuck it 'cause I I didn't make it fuckin' rhyme for real
But, yo technically I'm as hard as
get it together, watch 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