Luyện nghe bài hát From the Ground Up

Testin',
It's game orienfested, sixes vested
K-Cizee, JoJo, that boy Too Sheezee, Shaw
And Stevens, AKA, Charlie Hustle
Hey Todd, you on? Am I on?

The was laid several years ago
I built a whole in your stereo
Got a four leaf representin' the Bay
Oakland, Frisco, Vallejo, and EPA

We keep the shit together, let's keep it way
From Sacramento all the way to San
We in a new era for ten years you made
So up E-Feezi? We still the shit, beotch

How you I got this pot belly, overnight?
Shet a was hungry, I had an appetite
Just like a lie to my people caught up in the struggle
tryin' to bubble, niggaz tired of slangin'

Barney Rubble, in trouble and fuckin' up
Parole got me makin' my piss in a cup
cold, that's why I got a few bucks, I put up
From sellin' greens, investing in some machines
From the up

We started with nothing nothing we made something
Nobody really gave a damn about us the bottom we started
We started with nothing from nothing we something
Nobody really gave a damn about us the ground on up

From the up, here go some details
This right here was made, said strictly for the females
Don't y'all know it's time for to blow up like Napalm
Instead of sellin' Tupperware and

Get your business license, go on and put the in the pot
Tell your baby to get your baby to buy you a nail shop
Or a beauty saloon, since he to be the biggest tycoon
With methamphetamine laughs and heroin

Six police pulled me over laid a nigga on the
Searched my car real good I know you know what found
I had the trunk, full of that junk, lyrics, laced with the funk

No doubt, I was just about to flood the
Big full of tapes with them dope fiend beats
Two boy groupies, mad as hell
Black men mail, couldn't take him to jail

We started with nothing nothing we made something
Nobody really gave a about us from the bottom we started
We started with from nothing we made something
Nobody really gave a about us from the ground on up

I spent sixteen hundred born to mack
Used my gold ropes and his Cadillac
I was broke to with, didn't give a fuck
Couldn't tell me Short Dawg wasn't up

motherfuckers roll by bumpin' your stuff
It makes you feel good like you bust a nut
Now I'm a millionaire and get enough
Forty tell em how it is way too tough, Dawg

When I first started rappin', motherfuckers cap
nigga fake he sound like Woody Pecker on crack
Niggaz, would and say, "I rap too fast way back then"
But now I be catchin' all of motherfuckers tryin' to sneak
My little old in

And a compliment 'cause I ain't trippin' on the money
What about the money? What about the
Ask me, sheeit, I there's enough money up in this bitch
For all of us, we can Sasquatch pimp the system without a
All we gotta be is 'bout our paper

We started with nothing nothing we made something
Nobody really a damn about us from the bottom we started
We started nothing from nothing we made something
Nobody gave a damn about us from the ground on up

That's real, Too Sheezee, Ant Banks, Forty
K-Ci and my nigga,
We all come from the up, beaotch

Right from the bottom to the top from the ground up we never
Right from the bottom to the top, we stop
Right the bottom to the top from the ground up we never stop
Right the bottom to the top, we never stop

Never stop, no we never stop, baby
We never stop, we will, we will never stop
We will never stop from the up, from the ground up
the ground up, no, from the ground up, from the ground up
From the bottom to the top, baby, baby baby baby, baby, baby