Luyện nghe bài hát From the Ground Up

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

The foundation was several years ago
I built a whole empire in stereo
Got a four clover representin' the Bay
Oakland, Frisco, Vallejo, and EPA

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

How you think I got this pot belly,
Shet a nigga was hungry, I had an
like a lie to my people that's caught up in the struggle
Motherfuckers to bubble, niggaz tired of slangin'

Rubble, gettin' in trouble and fuckin' up
Parole got me my kids piss in a cup
It's cold, why I got a few bucks, I put up
From greens, investing in some vending machines
From the up

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

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

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

Six police pulled me over laid a on the ground
my car real good I know you know what they found
I had the trunk, full of junk, X-Rated lyrics, laced with the funk

No doubt, I was just about to the streets
Big boxes full of with them dope fiend beats
Two white boy groupies, mad as
men makin' mail, couldn't take him to jail

We started with nothing nothing we made something
really gave a damn about us from the bottom we started
We started with nothing nothing we made something
really gave a damn about us from the ground on up

I spent sixteen makin' born to mack
Used my niggaz gold and his Cadillac
I was broke to start with, give a fuck
Couldn't tell me Dawg wasn't comin' up

When motherfuckers roll by bumpin' stuff
It makes you feel good when 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', would cap
That fake he sound like Woody Pecker on crack
Niggaz, would laugh and say, "I rap too fast way then"
But now I be catchin' all of motherfuckers tryin' to sneak
My old style in

And that's a compliment 'cause I 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 the system without a doubt
All we gotta be is our paper route

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

real, Too Sheezee, Ant Banks, Forty Fonzarelli
K-Ci and my nigga,
We all from the ground up, beaotch

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

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