Luyện nghe bài hát From the Ground Up

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

The was laid several years ago
I built a whole empire in your
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 years you made
So what's up We still the shit, beotch

How you think I got this pot belly,
Shet a nigga was hungry, I had an
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 my kids 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 from nothing we made
Nobody really gave a damn about us from the bottom we
We started with nothing from nothing we made
Nobody really gave a about us from the ground on up

From the up, here go some details
verse right here was made, said strictly for the females
Don't y'all know it's 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 your baby to get baby daddy to buy you a nail shop
Or a beauty saloon, since he to be the biggest tycoon
With methamphetamine and heroin balloons

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

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

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

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

When roll by bumpin' your stuff
It makes you feel good like when you a nut
Now I'm a and can't get enough
tell em how it is way too tough, Short Dawg

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

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

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

That's real, Too Sheezee, Ant Banks, Forty
and my nigga, JoJo
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 never
Right from the bottom to the top the ground up we never stop
Right the bottom to the top, we never stop

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