Luyện nghe bài hát Get Em Up

Ace (Aye, get them up)
Gutta (Aye, get up)
(Aye, get them up)
(Aye, get up) Gutta, Gutta, hey

1]
I got my drop top rolling and I'm to the mother land
on that steering wheel, passenger's a duffel bag
Hundred in the Louis, don't me with that other cat
in the trunk jack, push it like a super pack
Automatic button pad, just to the top back
Ruby red insides, fruit snacks
.22, that's I shoot, you know them bitches got a MAC
Back to the back of the 'Lac them pussy niggas wanna jack
Know I keep that .45, turn you into Patch
Hit you right between the eyes and leave you like an rat
Hundred for the bracelet, attract them I'm a magnet
Hit them with the swag, swinging with the Louis rag

Say I gave a damn but I never gave a fuck
Rep your city like a G then put your middle up
I got the Eastside rolling, and the Westside
Southside with me, and the Northside gon'
Get them up (Aye, get up) [x7]
You rep city nigga, gon' throw it up

2]
And it go, eenie meenie mini mo, catch me slipping though
Know I keep that full clip, come and get your super
me Mister Cinemax, shoot you like a movie role
Hundred on the highway, see how fast the coupe can go
New edition fit the kid, ship the shit from England
me in the foreign whip, climbing like the Ring-A-Lings
Yes, I'm on other shit, don't know who you fucking with
Yes, I keep that .45, you better keep a body
Benz is in the lot, so you know the block is hot
Tell them we don't give a shit and motherfuck the side
you know I'm born to ride, H.B. on some murder minds
Open up the doors, call it homicide

3]
I got my black flag swinging, and I'm on some gutter shit
Just got me a spaceship, took it the government
White on white top, call that bitch the Cool Whip
Had to blow the brains out, yeah I it ruthless
Know you mad but tell them haters I does this
Better quit that fussing, don't what's in the pulpit
.45's a motherfucker, hit you and cousin
Think I a damn, but I never gave a fuck
Got oven heated up, and bitch you looking like lunch
Take them heaters to your gut like a million uppercuts
Then I dip off in the cut, and throw it up, who a fuck?
Got that vodka in my cup, bring my gangster to the front, up?