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

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

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

What you now?
(What you now?)
What you now?
(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 to act stupid gun butt that fool
When I cock that tool, nigga run your jewels
'Fore we around and lay you up in your own blood pool, nigga

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

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

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

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

Rock a ski-mask, whether June or February
I take your show money, take your money
(Oh, oh)
Yo yap that fool 'cause I know money
For my peeps hate slow money I put them in the industry

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

So actin' like you don't know where the funds at
And I'ma y'all motherfuckers where 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 them diamonds
(Uh)

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

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

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

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

For to tuck the necklace
I'm young hungry armed and
On the streets with a wish
Don't hide when you see me, I'm on the guest
up

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

Yap your chain, smash the lens in specs
Listen it's, Lil' Fame
that Brownsville mentality to Shanghai

Hey yo I'm firin' out a copper top city, a whole empire
A clip of blue-tips and a hand full of Fiyahh
Eat dirt nigga
(Yep)
Berk' I put in work until it hurt nigga
(Step)

Easy out the punk, 'fore I leave your ass leakin'
I'ma bang till the springs in this thang start
Die cocksucker, boom BAP BAP
Aight motherfucker, what's wrong with

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

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