Luyện nghe bài hát From the Ground Up

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

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

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

How you think I got this pot belly,
Shet a was hungry, I had an appetite
Just a lie to my people that's caught up in the struggle
Motherfuckers tryin' to bubble, 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 sellin' greens, investing in some machines
the ground up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

When I first started rappin', motherfuckers cap
That fake he sound like Woody Pecker on crack
Niggaz, would laugh and say, "I rap too 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 the money?
Ask me, sheeit, I think there's enough money up in this
For all of us, we can pimp the system without a doubt
All we gotta be is our paper route

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 gave a damn about us from the ground on up

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

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

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