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

Attention please, please
This shit here feels like a entire world 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

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

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

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

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

My niggaz think lopsided, bust they gat cross
In the subways they rob trains along side it
(Buck, buck)
See motherfucker we don't play with shit
And if you want your shit you had to pay for that shit

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

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

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

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

So keep actin' like you don't know the funds at
And I'ma show y'all motherfuckers the guns at
Ante up, yo yap that
She try to out then smack that bitch

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

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

up, yap that fool
Ante up, kidnap that
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
jewels
up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

up, yap that fool
Ante up, kidnap that
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
jewels
up