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

Attention please, please
This shit here like a whole 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

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

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

up, no, cut that fool
They want to act gun butt that fool
I cock that tool, nigga run your damn 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 like this was a thing of the past
tattoos over the scars a nigga left on your ass

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

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

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

a ski-mask, whether it's June or February
I take your show money, your 'dro money
(Oh, oh)
Yo yap that fool I don't know money
For my peeps that hate slow I put them 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 like you don't know where the funds at
And show y'all motherfuckers where the guns at
Ante up, yo yap bitch
She try to out then smack that bitch

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

up, yap that fool
Ante up, kidnap 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)

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

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

For tryin' to tuck the
I'm young armed and reckless
On the streets a death wish
hide when you see me, I'm on the guest 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
it's, Lil' Fame right?
With that mentality to Shanghai

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

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

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

Ante up, yap that
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
Snatch
up