Luyện nghe bài hát Ante Up (Remix) - M.O.P./Busta Rhymes/Remy Martin/Tephlon

Attention please, attention
This shit here feels like a whole entire collapsed
Motherfucker, yeah, yeah, yeah,
(Yeah)
Yeah, yeah,
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Buck, buck, buck, buck,
(Buck, buck, buck, buck)
Busta now, M.O.P. now

What you want
(What you now?)
What you want
(What you now?)

What you want
(What you now?)
What you want
(What you want, want, want, want, want, buck, buck)

up, no, cut that fool
They want to act stupid gun butt fool
When I cock that tool, run your damn jewels
'Fore we fuck around and lay you up in own blood pool, nigga

Hunt you down nigga, run ass down
Unleash the hounds till them niggaz gun your ass down
(Stop it)
You frontin' like was a thing of the past
With tattoos the scars a nigga left on your ass

My think lopsided, bust they gat cross sided
In the subways they rob trains runnin' side it
(Buck, buck)
See motherfucker we play with that shit
And if you want your shit you had to pay for that shit

You little costume niggaz, Romper-Room
Get you in the night or early in the afternoon
We your whole shit while we pass through
the shirt off your back, nigga run that too

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I catch you backstage, give me the keys to the
You think you cute hoe? Take off Gucci shades
I get my dogs to do you dirty, they all thirty

Rock a ski-mask, whether it's June or
I take your show money, take 'dro money
(Oh, oh)
Yo yap that fool 'cause I don't know
For my peeps that hate money I put them in the industry

So can come and take, all your money
Wish I bring Pun back
(Blaow)
Bitch, run
(Blaow)
Bitch, run
(Blaow)
Bitch, run

So keep actin' like you know where the funds at
And I'ma show y'all motherfuckers the guns at
Ante up, yo yap that
She try to spaz out then smack bitch

Hoe you be rhymin', you still memorizin'
Remy want goddamn diamonds
(Uh)

up, yap that fool
Ante up, that fool
It's the timin', you see the man shinin'
Get up off them goddamn
(Uh)

up, yap that fool
Ante up, that fool
Get him, get him, hit him, hit him
(Get him, hit him)
Yap him, yap him
(Zap him, zap him)

Ante up, yap that
hip hop, rip pockets
Snatch
up

What? My whole family
Run up yo' stash house, tie up
you strip butt-naked
Young buck got with the gun butt
(For what?)

For tryin' to the necklace
I'm hungry armed and reckless
On the with a death wish
Don't hide when you see me, I'm on the list
up

Show no mercy B.K., nigga, thirsty
We hollows, you misrepresentin'
the game motherfucker you and your chain hollow
Hit him, hit him, the tech
(Hit him)

Yap your chain, smash the lens in your
it's, Lil' Fame right?
With that Brownsville to Shanghai

Hey yo I'm firin' out a copper top city, with a empire
A clip full of and a hand full of Fiyahh
Eat deep nigga
(Yep)
It's Berk' I put in work it hurt nigga
(Step)

Easy out the truck punk, 'fore I your ass leakin'
I'ma till the springs in this thang start squeakin'
Die cocksucker, BAP boom BAP
Aight motherfucker, wrong with you?

up, yap that fool
Ante up, kidnap fool
It's the perfect timin', you see the man
Get up off them diamonds
(Uh)

Ante up, yap that
Ante up, kidnap fool
Get him, get him, hit him, hit him
(Get him, hit him)
Yap him, yap him
(Zap him, zap him)

Ante up, yap fool
Fuck hip hop, rip
Snatch
up