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

Attention please, attention
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)
Rhymes now, M.O.P. now

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

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

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

Hunt you down nigga, run your ass
Unleash the hounds till them niggaz will gun your ass
(Stop it)
You frontin' like this was a of the past
With tattoos over the 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 don't play with that
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 takin' your shit while we pass through
Even the shirt off your back, run that too

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

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

So they can and take, all your money
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 motherfuckers where the guns at
up, yo yap that bitch
She try to spaz out then smack bitch

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

Ante up, yap that
Ante up, that fool
the perfect timin', you see the man shinin'
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)

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

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

For tryin' to the necklace
I'm young hungry armed and
On the streets with a death
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 motherfucker you lame and your chain hollow
Hit him, hit him, the tech
(Hit him)

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

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

up, yap that fool
Ante up, kidnap fool
It's the timin', you see the man shinin'
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